Now give mea hand and bring that table and chair to the front of the bed."Leonard did so, and Mama Selma put the teapot down, then took a seatherself....Leonard frowned as he looked at the concoction."Not that I ain't thankful, but I don't drink much besides water, andwhen I do it's coffee," Leonard said. He looked even more sheepish thanbefore."You gotta drink," Mama Selma said as she filled the cup. "This is thepart I know you won't like. It's gonna be bitter and you're gonna feelfunny, but you. If I tell you. You'llthink I'm joking. Look, you need to come back to the States." What's going on Charles?" You're not going to believe me. So I'm just going to blurt it out, butpromise me you'll wait for Aunt Justine to call. She's right here." Maybe you should put her on the phone now?" No, this is something I probably better say. Then I'm going to hang upand Aunt Justine is going to call right back." Okay... I won't say a word." Okay mom... I've been living as a girl for the summer. I think. He pulled out of the parking area and headed for the highway, getting up to a decent cruising speed before telling me to strip down to my collar. As I stripped, master turned on the cab lights, illuminating the inside of the truck, and making me visible to al number of truckers traveling in the other direction. Immediately his radio began to crackle with voices, and master laughed as he ordered me to give him a blowjob as we went down the road.He took the mike and as I undid his pants and found. " Good," Mom said. She turned to the policeman, who was slightlydisheveled from his nap on the sofa. "You can leave now," she saidcurtly. "Thank you for coming. I'll call 911 if we have any trouble."After he shuffled out the door, she picked up the piece of paper withDad's telephone number and headed towards the master bedroom."What did you talk about with Mrs. Chamberlain?" I asked, but sheclosed the door behind her. In a few minutes, the sounds of an argumentbegan to penetrate the bedroom.