”“ I can understand that,” I said, “Besides, it would never do for Mother to discover our bodies after we screwed ourselves to death.” I lau...hed.She started to laugh too.“I can imagine your Mother,” she laughed, “ 'Oh, bother, they've stained the carpet.'.”We dissolved into gales of laughter.Shortly we straightened the kitchen, started the washer and went back down to the dungeon.“Show me how you process the data,” she asked, “it has to be a bigger job that what we did before.”“It is,” I said,. This bedtime ritual went on for amonth before she felt comfortable not having me restrained. Everythingchanged saturday morning, punishment time. When Miss Britt woke me upsaturday morning, she handed me a bottle of nair hair remover."I want you to follow the directions on the bottle and get rid of allthat hair except your head. I'm very surprised Bridget didn't takecare of that, she's very thorough in everything she does, but i supposewe all make mistakes at times. After your shower put on. I watch as you throw your head back and laugh; then drain your can into your mouth.Watching you makes me even hotter and I know I need to get to the creek real soon. I straighten up a bit and lean into you even more, my lips soft against your cheek but searching for your lips. You finally turn your head and kiss me. Your tongue slips into my mouth and I can taste rum, yummy! My tongue starts to explore too and I briefly wonder if you can taste rum on me as well.I can smell you; again, masculine. How many?" That is not the point! Everyday, I come from cheerleader practice and find you in my room looking for my diary. What am I to do with you? I know, I'll just tell mom when she comes home from work. With a little twist to it." You don't scare me. She won't do anything. I'm the good kid. Remember?" Oh we'll see."------------"Mom, you know what Kevin was doing while I was at cheerleader practice? He had gone into my underwear drawer and was pulling on a pair when I came in. He.