She flinched as Bob crawled over her lithe supple form and raised her arms above her head. In one swift motion, he whipped out a pair of handcuffs fro... below the pillows and anchored her wrists together over the bed posts. She had no chance to protest as lecher moved his coarse hands all over her body. He started kissing her arms and slowly moved downwards towards her left arm-pit, pausing for a while as he noted the smooth damp cleft, before burying his nose and mouth in the highly ticklish. Only, all those places don’t take pets. ‘Don’t look at me like that with those sad brown eyes, Buster. I’m not going to abandon you. We’re stuck with one another. Okay?’ I never had my own place. I went from living with my parents to being married to being divorced and living with my girlfriend. I’ve never been on my own. Another new chapter in my life, before checking in the nursing home, this will be a new adventure for me, that’s for sure. Still, I’ve been dreading the holidays. It’s no fun. That’s why we have the process. Two more people before we head to El Dorado.”From there, we traveled to my mom’s mother, Georgia Martha Thomas-Jefferson, who had outlived her husband and children. She was about 88 years old, and I hoped still stout enough to remember at least some info we can follow up on, somewhere else.After a knock on the door, I said, “Grandma Georgia, it’s me, Jeff – Laura’s son.”I hadn’t seen her in ages. She came to the door, looking very spry for being as old as I knew. " "Huh?" The door opened, and she was still dressed in last night's clothes; well, what else would she be dressed in." "I'm Darnell Lamm," I repeated now face to face with her. "I found you last night. Do you remember?" I said. I could see that she was processing the information I was unloading on her, and she wasn't sure exactly how to respond. I took the bull by the horns. "Look," I said. "Take a shower; you need it worse than I do. I've ordered breakfast up too. After you've cleaned up a.