In medical school, all he'd learned had been designed to help him cope with what the war would bring him. But in the evenings, there had been bull ses...ions, and sometimes one of the instructors had come around to sit and tell stories. One of them had told stories of helping women deal with something called female hysteria, which was said to be brought on by a number of maladies. An argument started between two teachers, one who said it was all bunk, and another who swore that the disease was. I’m so sorry for your lose sir.”“Hold on a moment. Let me go to my son’s room.” I heard the clunk of the phone being rested on something then footsteps on top of the sound of his wife sobbing. I really wished I’d not called now.Minutes passed before he was back on the phone. I heard him flipping through pages in a book and then with a sigh, he asked “Linda Watts you say?”“Yes sir.”He read out a number to me as I copied it down. “Thank you sir. Sorry again for your loss.”“It’s okay. Will you. I watched her hips buck and eyes surrender and she convulsed for about 15 seconds moaning loudly. One of the males buried his finger deep in her asshole to make the orgasm more pleasurable.One or two of the guys couldnt help themselves and they came on her as she struggled. They put the belt around her neck and used it like a leash making her almost pass out. There were lots of shiney pre cum covered cocks slapping and rubbing against her. She moaned and whimpered. Make her cum again I . Shortly after, that he married my mom, whom he'd met when she was a secretary at Collins, and they build a house on the farm ... just far enough away from Grandpa's to discourage a quick walk to visit.I had broader interests including my love of all things technical. I did what all farm kids did in the age of muscle car rebirth, I built up a 64 Ford Fairlane 427 with dad's help and as he described it. I wasnt happy with a 'straight line' car, though so I'd sold that quickly and bought a 93.