She looked up at him with tears streaking down her cheeks and he just licked them up. “Now sis I am going to remove the gag and I am going to kiss y...u if you don’t kiss me back I am going to shove this razor sharp pin through you’re nipple, nod if you will kiss me” she shook her head. “Wrong answer Sis” He put the pin down to her nipple and with one quick stroke it went through her nipple she screamed into her gag and kicked her feet. “Now will you kiss me?” He asked. She shook her head again.. Misunderstandings ... spats. She knew her relationship with Jennifer would be complicated far beyond the kind of complicated relationships most mothers had with their daughters. In short, she knew it wouldn’t be as simple as Jennifer’s comments suggested.But she also knew that she loved Bobby. That Jennifer loved him too, even though she had no real idea of what love might demand of her. She knew he loved them both, and in a way that was intended to nurture them both, rather than garner special. Amy had a military support group she met with once a week. Once a month the kids got to go, but the rest of the time I babysat for her. Dad helped her with keeping the house up and keeping her car running. Amy and mom had hit off well enough as well. They both liked gardening. Becky & Sierra and Andy & Shawna were friends as well. the kids were always off tearing around our yards or running up and down the street. Tonight was no different. Becky and Sierra were running around the yard playing. One night about a week or two after my birthday, I woke up and had to pee. Our (my) bathroom was at the end of the hallway. I say my bathroom, because Mom had her own her bathroom off her bedroom. I walked down to the bathroom and I noticed that my mother's door was a tiny bit ajar. It was just open a crack; I saw a light reflecting off her wall-length closet doors and I knew the light was coming from her bathroom. Just as I was going to pass, I heard a noise coming from her room that I had.