He turned her face back towards him, took his face closer and spat a big pulp of saliva into her mouth. His saliva tasted weird. She tried to put it o...t, but he forced to shut her jaws.“Swallow. I’m your lifeline. Whatever I give, you take. Do you understand?” She nodded up and down.“Did you swallow?” She nodded again.“Show me,” he said, forcing his fingers into her cheeks, again. She opened her mouth. Yes, she had swallowed. “You’re doing fine so far,” he said as he left her jaw and her arms.. Wake up and smell the coffeeAt one such party Federico sat in a chair admiring his hard work these past months when suddenly something caught his eye in the distance. He wrinkled his eyebrows and left his flattering female company in order to stand up straight and have a closer look of the phenomena. A tree, left to its own devices, all uncut and unshaped! How could this happen in his kingdom of perfect garden culture? He was gob smacked and utterly scared. Suddenly, he just had to get away. Not very, I suspect.”“She needs to figure things out just like you did, Son.”“It’s hard to watch,” I said.“Tell me about it!” he chuckled. “I’m going to let you go; I get tired quite easily. Your mom will be here soon, too.”“Take care, Dad. And we’ll bring the grandkids to see you next month.”April 29, 1990, Chicago, Illinois“So?” I asked Ed as he packed his bag early on Sunday afternoon.“She hates your guts,” he said flatly.“Tell me something I didn’t already know,” I sighed. “No real surprise. They watched some television although there were frequent interruptions for snogging.It was about 10 o'clock at night when Linda said, "How about a shower and then bed?" Fine with me," replied Bill who enjoyed following her knicker covered backside up the stairs.Unlike the shower at the hotel, which they shared, Linda's could only take one at a time so she had her shower first, and as she was drying herself Bill's eyes were again drawn to her backside."You have a great arse, Linda." Thank you,.