.. you the fella whose truck got zapped across the road." Yeah. I was on the way back to the freeway from the Addison place and got caught in that squ...ll Friday." Bad luck! But aint no one around here wants to drive by that section of road in a thunderstorm, guess you know why." Yep" What can I do for ya, Larry? Or did you want to see Joey for something?" I noticed a little edge on his tone when he asked the last."Well, I was going to ask Joey if he'd ride up to the Addison's with me. I want to. She knelt on the edge of the bed, fully attired, the bridle pulled back tight, her tiny breasts poking through the chest halter, which was tied tight like a Victorian corset, making her small arse stick out, 'Push it in', she slavered through the bridle, her saliva dripping off the leather and wood piece at the back of her mouth.I went in behind her and coated the plug with an anal lubricant, then taking my finger inserted it up and poked around, slowly working her open, and then without. I am stroked and a low tome speaks to me. I am comforted. Then sleep. This exercise is repeated over and over and each time I am afraid and cry, but I begin to trust this fleshy being means no harm. I can see there are light and dark things around me. My legs can carry my weight, but I fall. Many times. I learn that my comfort still comes from sleeping in a mass of heaving bellies. My legs can carry me away from the mass. We each want to explore, but Mother will not let us go too far from her. She helped me pick out the basics of a wardrobe. I was reminded that I was still growing, so we made do with three bras, all soft cotton and unlined. I ended up with socks, two pairs of shoes — heels would come later — and an even dozen outfits of the 'mix and match' variety, such as skirts, tops, blouses, slacks and so on. Amber watched and commented as I bought some stockings, two slips, two packages of panties, a really nice skirt and sweater outfit and two nighties.We had pizza delivered.