"Johnny, howmuch you like it will not be too much. If you like it more than youthink you would that would not change one thing. You will learn abouty...urself, but nothing will change. Your mother and I will be there tohelp you come to the right decision if you like being Jazz more thanbeing Johnny."Johnny was ready to cross the street. "Mom, is it fine if we go toSouth Hills Village tonight?"************Beth Sakic said, "HE DID WHAT?" The statement was half a rhetoricalquestion and half a. Good boy!" giving my cock one last squeeze before letting go. She sashayed to the other side, grabbed an armless cushioned chair and brought it back to sit beside me. She laid the towel on the seat, folded in half, then ran to the dresser. She was back in a flash, carrying two items; she had a bottle of lube in one hand, and some sort of probe in the other hand. It was a strange looking bugger, four inches long and pretty thick, with a wide bulbous head that flared down to a smaller second bulb. I wanted to curse him and tell him I was going to the police and he was fucked. "I'm fine," I said weakly, "I've just been having trouble sleeping that's all." Ok cool, I just wanted to make sure you were alright." He replied, "Do you need anything?" I need you to leave me alone, I need you to not be acting like everything is fine, I need you to acknowledge what happend at least, my mind screamed. "No I'm fine." I said. With that I hung up and my head was spinning. I was dead tired and weak. I don't want you to come back ever without being invited. I want you get out of your head any idea you have of having rights over me. I am your mother, nothing else. Is that understood?" No," I said."What?" I can't help it, Mom. I heard everything you said but I'm just interested in obeying you."Mom looked at me as if I'd lost my mind and maybe I had."Edward," Mom said in an even voice. "I'm beginning to have serious doubts about your mental health. I think I should call and get a referral for.