That seemed to deepen the bond between us and we could now each remotely sense the other’s emotional state, as well as direction and distance. I won...ered just how much further our bond would develop; telepathy would be nice, so our communication could be private and independent of technology. Unfortunately our opportunities for love-making were strictly limited and often we had to make do with a snatched quickie. “Okay,” I agreed. “Have you got the blanket?”Jo smiled and retrieved the blanket. Did I really enjoy it that much?I pulled it together did my little wiggly tight ass strut out to thetable he had gotten for us. The orange juice, eggs, bacon and coffeelooked great - probably because my stomach was punished so badly. I satand we talked, er ...really he talked and I listened. The jist was hefelt we both needed/enjoyed these sessions. But I wasn't giving an inchto him as he had just forced himself on me. But then the breakfast wasso delicious, and he paid - like he owned me. He. It was not the horror that I had always thought that it was to the gay boys at school.I flushed with my shame, as I realised that I was just like them now. I wondered if I too would start to swish around school with a limp wrist and swishy walk, as though I were trying to make the boys like me, as though I were in competition with the real girls. I did not want to be like that. But I was certain that those boys did just what I was doing now, namely dressing themselves up in pretty girl. ” I truly was surprised since my younger daughter hadn’t said a word about driving 15 hours to visit her family. Shelly was famous for surprise visits though, so I guess it was only fitting to not break with traditions. “Where’s your momma?” I asked with sincere concern of why Holly had come to visit me with her cousin and the exchange student when her grandma was at work. She squeezed her arms around me, and though not an unfamiliar feeling I found myself wondering even more as to why the trio.