He was just a marvelous animal who had been born for this moment and none other.She didn't hesitate a minute, but moved quickly across the carpeted fl...or, her cheeks flushed with both excitement and anxiety. What on earth was she doing? Would she be able to look at herself in the mirror tomorrow? Oh God, did it even matter?"Move over," she commanded, and he did so as she lay down on one side of the big bed. Then she raised up her knee and slowly inched her voluptuously proportioned body over. "Hi Mom, hi Dad," she mumbled, and she flicked the machine off. "I guess I fell asleep."The next morning Mr. Pettibone escorted his daughter to a clinical psychologist who gave Sharon both a physical and mental examination. He found nothing wrong with her physically, but he was rather concerned about her sexual attitudes and fantasies: "I don't quite understand," said Dr. Rooker, "how it is that you are so interested in masturbating yourself, Ms. Pettibone." Either that or getting it for real,". Missing too many body parts to be just wounded," he rather sadly added.The lad was clearly disappointed that so far he'd have no one left to work his own special sort of field surgical magic upon. Privately, that was exactly the way I wanted it. I didn't want any of Norman's people here surviving to report just how badly I'd reamed them. Facts can be rationalized given enough time and inclination. I wanted Norman and his shooters to just disappear, their fate becoming an unsolved mystery. That. Well, to be truthful, I wanted to get to the bottom, the top and all the parts in between. I mean, I may be partly reformed, but not yet completely reformed. She was a stone cold fox and smart to boot, the perfect ingredients for the "new Vinnie" as I liked to think of myself.I gotta tell you about my Mom. Ever since Tom got married, she's been nagging me about finding "someone" and getting married. Now, she makes it sound like any old girl will do, but I know better. She thinks the sun shines.