I also forgave Larry for everything, but understood mom's views.It still did not stop the hurt, but made it easier to bear.Well on to better things. L...rry seemed to stand taller. He also walkedwith both poise and grace. The talent show was near. Bobbie was upsetthat she could not compete. They wanted her to host the show as an MC. Itold her "That's because you are so good, they want you to do your stuffand let the rest have their time in the spot light. They only get fiveminutes. You get the. Her sexy, devilish eyes seemed to call me to her. "I never had anal sex before last night. Never had sex outside either," she was saying as I sat down facing her. "And, I hope you don't take offense to this, I never had sex with a man as old as you before last night."Her faced flashed red and she looked down. "Sandy, I'm not offended. I know I'm over twice your age," I consoled her with as I put my finger under her chin and lifted her head. "It was like a dream come true for me, having sex with. He fell silent again so Dorie Lou changed thesubject."Did you like mummy's porridge?" Yeah, it was nice. I've never tasted porridge before. What's it madeof?" It's made from oats that grow in Scotland. Mummy adds milk to it thenstirs it until it gets thick." It's nice. I liked the honey as well." Mummy uses her own milk," whispered Dorie Lou, "she say's it's muchhealthier." What!" gasped Simon, "You mean instead of cows?"Dorie Lou nodded and put her finger to her lips."Not so loud!" she. Maybe I should put in a 4187 requesting a transfer. I had a few minutes before inspection, enough time to go down to my office in the dungeon and check to be sure my uniform was presentable, maybe slap another coat of polish on my boots. On my desk was a small, brown, paper-wrapped package. Odd, I’d never seen it before, normally things were shipped to us in boxes, not paper wrapped packages. I sat down and contemplated it. A neatly typed label bore my name and nothing else. Hesitantly, my.