At home, my mom and sister were waiting for me, and I quickly assuredthem I was doing fine. Of course, they were more interested in the baby -both tha... it was okay and seeing the sonogram. I showed it to them andboth their faces lit up. I knew in that moment that I never could havemade either of them that happy as Andrew. It still felt crazy, butmotherhood really seemed like my purpose in life, and I never would'vegotten to experience it as Andrew.Ron, who had been in the living room, joined. She looked up into his eyes. "There are other places to kiss me besides my mouth, you know." His eyes dropped to her breasts. "Oh, those, too. I was thinking of my neck." She craned her neck to one side. "There's a place right at the base of the neck, if you kiss a girl there she gets really turned on."He didn't dive down there right away, points for him. He kissed down under her ear and then slowly moved down her neck. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensation. His hands found her breasts. We came up with a plan in the end, and the date was set by her, with a casual “Saturday, will do!” she even supervising Dennis and I digging her own grave precisely where she wished it to be, setting the depth saying she didn’t want any coffin, or shroud, she was to be naked and laid on a favourite blanket and pillow and covered before the Sunday morning, the turf back in place as if she had never walked here… It was clinical, and it was cold factual stuff, she, nursing us, rather than us. He forced my hands up over my head and scolded me not to move them. At this point I knew I would not disobey anything that He said. He pushed my legs open as far as they would go and leaned in towards me. I lifted my hips up in hopes of helping Him. But that was not what He wanted. He got a rope and tied me across the belly down to the mat. He then tied my hands off over my head and then my thighs to the mat spread as far as they would go plus a little more.. Next He placed a blindfold over my.