She just sat there looking down, her eyes all glassed over."Violet."Nothing, she was just totally zoned out."Violet!"She finally snapped out of it. Sh... slowly turned her head to look at him."You like strawberry right?"She shook her head no. She was actually allergic to strawberries. They made her body break out with tiny red bumps for a whole day anytime she eats them."No thank you?" Then what the hell flavor do you want?" he asked annoyed."I don't want anything, thank you," she replied quietly. ’ Only David knew her real name as she was his real Gran. Joy always spent extra time with ‘Gran’ after work. Joy needed to learn. ‘Gran’ had a plan for Joy also, not to be a sub, but to be an equal. Her plan will take time to come to fruition. This is what Joy needed, a restart. Pressures from school had taken their toll. Working with the seniors seemed to engage Joy. Joy saw a filler story on the news about pet therapy dogs and how they help seniors. Joy asked the administrator if the nursing. ” Tim stood on still-weak legs, and she slipped a hand behind his back, pulling him closer. Chills shot all through him as she gave him the briefest of kisses. “That was fun, Timmy. Not a word about who got your virginity. Right?” “I won’t tell anyone.” She patted his cheek. “Good boy.” “Do you want another drink?” he asked, hoping to encourage her to stay a bit longer. She saw through the subterfuge. “One for the road – yes. Don’t try to make more of this than it is, Tim. It was just sex. Good. Just as he slides you in he changes his mind, Chef has thought of a better way to cook you. Baking little girls always makes them so dry, he thinks to himself. There must be a better way.He decides he will try to boil you instead, but there isn't a pot big enough and that much water would take ages to bring to boil. Instead he will cook you from the inside out. He fetches a long, long roll of butcher's twine from the pantry and begins tying you up. He bends your weak arms behind your back and.