. If I could manage to get to the wide paved main highway, there was a good chance I could get the speed necessary to reach help. The rutted farm trac... made it difficult to keep a good view of where I was going and at the last minute, I just made out the fence around the old duck pond at the fork in the track. The car nearly lost a headlight as it broadsided on a fence post and I only just managed to regain traction on the gravel. As I roared away on my new direction, the back of the car. I shrugged to myself and finished with the last sign on this side. I went back to my unit and went to the other gate that separated my land from Tran's and did the same thing. I was standing and looking out at the pond when I heard a vehicle coming toward me in low gear. It sounded like a truck and I wondered why they were on Tran's land.I was standing beside my unit when the truck came into sight. It was a heavy four wheel drive with a large camper on the back. The driver stopped and looked at. Once a woman (or a sissy in prison) becomes a whore, “she” must then focus on making money for “her” pimp. And while the pimp/whore relationship is based on dominance, the whore/trick relationship is based on sexual gratification. A whore out on the streets may achieve little or no sexual satisfaction from turning a trick. But the whore in prison, though playing a female role, is physically & psychologically male, & responds to sexual stimuli accordingly, thus receiving as much sexual. The next morning when I was leaving for school, we had our customary hug and kiss on the cheek before I left. I gave one last look at the door as I walked down the path, when I saw mum pulling her polo shirt off and she had no bra on, standing topless in the door she gave me a wave.School that day passed very slowly, all I wanted to do was see my mum and I was not disappointed when I did. I saw that she was in the garden when I got off the bus but when I got our cottage, she was missing.“Mum.