" "Okay. But based on the toys and the videos in your shoebox, you must relieve your frustration sometimes, too, right?" I ask."Yes." She says hesitan...ly. "That's right, since your father left, I've been taking care of myself." She says, "That's why Mary is so concerned that I start dating again, but I'm not sure I'm ready for all that." She laughs. "I really appreciate what you've been doing to help me, mom. I was just thinking that when you need to relieve your frustration that I could help. He had a lot to thinkabout. He did have that kind of power. If he was right, his power had modifiedthe still-active MORF virus in his body to have the effects they discussed- and a couple that must have come from his subconscious - and thensomehow delivered it to the people at the rally. He remembered the oddfeeling when he touched any of the speakers or others there. He figuredthat was the infection being delivered. And here he had been disappointed that he didn't have any cool powers. "I'm not Mrs. Abrams," she snapped."Mrs. Abrams, I know you are upset about the alarm, but I'm from Bosco and Aries real estate. I'm the appraiser," I said staying with something I had some experience with."I'm not Mrs. Abrams and I have no dealings with Bosco and Aries," she snapped."Are you sure? Do you own this house? I had this address on my email to visit today. You do have a lovely house. Could I just come in and look around," I expected what happened next.She pulled a cell phone from her. The scene of the orgy was running through my mind as we approached the white place, my pussy getting a little wet. We parked and climbed out. The cement was pure white. It shimmered. As we walked toward the building, I was in awe. It was 12 stories high, huge, and everything was pure white. The doors, the windows, the roof, the paint, the wood, the employees cars. Everything was white. Like they were compensating for what went on inside. When we opened the doors, the light and all the white was.