It terrified me. It thrilled me. “…now, try again.” Glendian instructed. “Tip-toes, click-clack, lollipop, snick-snack.” I recited. “Uh-hu....” The old wizard made a note in his book, “Now say ‘purple.’” “Poiple.” I frowned, moving my tongue in my mouth, “Poor-pull.” I flexed it again, “Purr-pull. Purple.” “Roll an ‘r.’” I sprayed the mirror with red spit, wiped my mouth, then tried again. After the fifth time, I rolled the consonant to perfection. “It should only take a few hours for the numbing. I couldn’t move, I could hardly think. Then Mom smiled at me and lifted up her T-shirt, bra and all, right up and over her head.Just then Savannah came back in and said, “Mom it worked. I feel…what to hell are you doing?”Mom laughed and said, “I’m just showing him the merchandise like you did. Don’t get all bent out of shape. It’s not like he has butt fucked me…YET!”She sputtered, “Yet!”Mom smiled at me and said, “He is a very hard negotiator. If he does me a favor then I have to do several for. I squeezed first one and then the other through her bra and she was getting into the mood.She reached behind her back and undid her bra and I lifted it off her breasts, still under the blanket. Now her fleshly tits and nipples were free for me to squeeze, pinch, and cuddle. I could hear her sigh several times. She loved it and so did I.I guess I played with her tits for a half hour when I began sliding my hand down over her stomach, playing with her belly button, and down to her panties. . I guess so. Yes, that's a good word for how I feel. Strange." So IF it was Bob ... and of course it WASN'T Bob ... but if it WAS Bob, what would you do?"."That's the strange part! I don't KNOW what I'd do. I mean I wouldn't go screaming to the media or anything like that. I think I just want to understand. I mean I have feelings about it. It's just so ... so ... so" again she couldn't say the word."Perverted?" prompted Liz."Yes! NO! Oh Liz I don't know WHAT it is. I don't FEEL like it's.