She began to drink on social occasions and slowly the habit crept into her and she began drinking daily. Dad didn’t say anything as he understood th... reason for her drinking. She would drink a can of beer daily just before sleeping.When dad was out of station, I would sleep next to her. I was 18 when she told me to go and get her a beer. My dad used to drink a stronger variety. My mom used to drink a milder one. I went to the refrigerator and found that her beer had got over and only the. Underneath her calm exterior, Constance had a deep-seated and totally irrational fear of all men because she had fuzzy memories of being used poorly by her grandfather. She was not quite certain if it was reality or fantasy because she had been quite ill with prarie fever at the time and it seemed so out of character for the elderly gentleman. The older man had raised her after her parents died in an epidemic when she was only the tender age of sixteen. He had seen to her general education and. Zetsa refrained from signing. Her younger self was not someone she loved to reminisce about. "I constantly gave troubles for mom and dad and was even thrown out of school"."Everyone says that you were the most gifted person to ever been born in cave twenty five. I know how tough and great you were!" Tough, yes, great, not at all, and my talent", the talent that made Zax admire and envy her. "Made me distant from others and bored to the point of looking for fights everyday". She straightened her. .." she purred, "how would you like to try something different tonight, instead of masturbating?" She smiled. "I think you're old enough for something new ... something very exciting."I was intrigued, to say the least. "Well ... sure. What is it?" I asked, genuinely curious.Still wearing her mysterious smile, she stood, reaching out for my hand. "Let's go upstairs, honey."I followed Mom up the stairs, watching as the movement of her body pulled the thin cotton of the sundress she wore this way.