They stopped talking. Granny ran her hands through my hair and said,” My dear has become dark sitting all day in this sunshine.” Me: “But nani i...’s so cool over here, the wind is better than electric fan”Kaki: don’t worry dede I have a special turmeric paste for making him fair again.Me: when was I fair kaki?Everyone laughed.Granny (giggling): you have medicine for everything can you treat his small penis?Kaki: ha ha ha. My husband also had smaller one still I could make it work good. His is. She added, "And not too quickly, I should hope." My legs slowed to a stop as I tried to decide if I had heard her right. Maybe my thoughts about the things Megan had said were making me hear things that Tanya wasn't saying. "This way," she said as she popped the straps loose at my feet. She walked across the office to a different group of machines. I forced my straying mind back onto the straight and narrow path, and followed her. The machine she had me sit in was a standard leg press machine.. His body spasmed as he was stimulated almost beyond endurance. “Oh, darlin’!” Mr. Tanzey gasped. “Ain’t that grand, Roger? Ain’t that nice?” He grasped Mary Helen’s head and began to thrust his bony hips, gagging her a little. But just as it seemed his climax was imminent he abruptly stopped and pulled back out of her grasp.“Well, now, I reckon you’ve done a right fine job of cleanin’ the outside, if you catch my drift. But the inside, well, that’s another story. Lickin’ and suckin’ can’t get. ‘Hi Sister Mary Elizabeth,’ he said while wishing she’d suck him. Undressing them with his eyes, because of all of the sexual fantasies that he’s had about them, he could just envision them naked. Naked, naked, naked, as if they were sitting there naked, he could just see what they looked like naked. He knew their names only from the description that his mother and sister gave him of them. Whether helping with bake sales or running errands, devote Catholics, his mother and sister were always.