We've moved on, Mum. Dad's moved on, and to do that he had to divorce you." But surely I have some say in it. I was one of the partners in the marriag.... You surely can't dissolve it without me having any say." You had your say the day you walked out that door." I had no need to say anything—Elliott was doing a sterling job of putting his mother in her place. For the first time since Lisa left he was actually defending me."So what happened, Kevin? How did you manage to divorce me?" Elliott was. As “uncles” go, he was one of the good ones, what with always bringing in something that fell off a truck or was salvaged from some unfortunate accident. Of course, the falling off was generally more of a shove and the accident was more arranged than unavoidable. It was probably a good thing that we got evicted when we did, because a wave of Puerto Ricans came in with the Democratic Party politics and insured a one-party system would prevail in the city for quite some time in the future. They. Now run it over your chest and get those five hairs off for good." Chrissie stood there, hairless and shivering with fear. "Turn around and bend over so I can shave your pussy nice and smooth." Chrissie turned around and bent over so Zeke could shave her ass-hairs. Now she was completely hairless except for the hair on her head. "Turn around facing me and kneel down, bitch." Zeke ordered. Chrissie did as she was told. "Now you look like the sissy you are." Zeke sneered. "What are you, bitch?". The frame tipped backward just a bit more than forty-five degrees. My captors knew their business well, it was a position calculated to be not at all restful while being no strain whatsoever. The frame rotated ninety degrees; I was now facing the curtain. The room was more than just comfortably warm, the scary thing was finding myself glad to be stripped- it would have been unbearably hot in the clothes I usually wore, Aneeka brushed a hand over my stomach while whispering right in my ear, her.