How do I maintain a happy outlook on life, knowing that there are people like her. Cursed to go through existence with a fucked up mindset. And the fa...t that they don’t know it, makes it even harder to grasp. I’m not going to take the clichéd way out and blame God. That’s too easy. I don’t know if God intended for her to be the way she is, or if He intended for her to kill her child, as part of some grand master plan. I am not even going to try to understand her. I heard that in her later. After a while, both Betty and Midge came back to shore and lay down on the soft grass so Sun themselves. Midge was glad that she found Betty skinny dipping,. It gave her the courage to try something that she'd only thought of in the past. So Midge bent over and kissed Betty on the cheek. While doing so, her hand accidentally rubbed one of Betty's nipples, causing it to stiffen at the touch, and drawing a slight moan from Betty. Due to her recent sexual adventures with Hotdog, Betty couldn't. Her ass was beautiful from my view and her body was perfectly shaped, much like her mothers."Jackson, that was great. But I never seen you cum." She looked over her shoulder at me, she was red faced and looked exhausted."Yeah, sorry. But I lost control, I wanted to pleasure you more than me." I supported myself on my elbows to look at her more clearly."And you did," she leaned back and recline on my chest. "but still... I couldn't make you finish." She actually sounded sad about it.I whispered. "But Jeff, I have my memory back now, thanks to Dr. Woodrow. I could testify as an eyewitness."Jeff said, "Yes, Stacie. But you'd be describing what you saw as a ten-year-old child. And the memories you have are thanks to hypnotherapy." Not entirely. The hypnotherapy was just the beginning. Dr. Woodrow helped me to get over my fear of remembering. Once I'd overcome that fear, the memories became clear."Jeff sighed. "I realize that. But let's think about the defence that a capable lawyer could.