Bloom really did pull out all the stops when it came to helping hiswriters. I turned and swung my legs over the side of the bed, finding Iwas still we...ring the dress. My phone was on the dresser and I saw it wasnow midday. I had a couple of missed calls from Davis.I sent him a text and asked him to come over. While I waited, I showeredand thought about everything I'd experienced. I'd need to make notes. Ineeded to record how vulnerable and helpless I'd felt. But also how thatin itself was a. "Would you like to sit with us today?" Mrs. Newsom asked Gran, and shesaid yes. The four of us walked into the sanctuary and found a place inone of the middle pews. I sat between Gran and Michael. I looked atMichael's dark summer weight woolen slacks and jacket, his white shirt,and his solid looking shoes, comparing them to my delicate lacy dress,nylon covered legs, and white Mary Janes. I had worn clothes likeMichael's for most of my life, but now, I was pretty. The service wentalong as. I go back and put the hose and handle back on the pump and get in the van. I wake the other three up and tell them to get up and go grab something to drink and get a bathroom break. I tell them Tammy is in the bathroom but she has the key and to get it from her. They work their way to the bathroom and all come back with drinks and snacks in hand and we get on our way. As I drive and look back at the granddaughters I see how much they look like their mom and how much they like to wear very tight. . the one on the back of the chair."Betsy was too ashamed to move a muscle. She felt the girl's daring fingers slip downward until the tips were pressing against the insides of her thighs. Then Betsy thought she would surely die. "Thomas! I think you'll have to buy all the panties. She's so wet ... she'll stain them all."Then to Betsy's horror, the girl brought her hand up to Betsy's mouth and pushed her wet fingers into her mouth. Suddenly the girl whispered so softly that only Betsy heard..