”“No, but you did,” Charles said softly. “I need to… I need to think about this –if it’s okay that I’m here. Goodnight, Vi.”With t...at, he retreated to the guest room.Violet cleaned up the few dishes and as she did she put herself through a silent cross-examination.Violet, why did you ask him those things? she said to herself.Well, said her other self, because I thought we should talk about it, that’s all.Why the hell did you need to talk about it? What’s your angle?She paused; took a deep. " Is that why I'm never allowed to wear a bikini?" Mickey said, tears welling."Of course," her mother said with a shrug."Or a tank top? Or a halter top?" Mickey went on."You can't and you shouldn't try," Diana said. "It's just not ... appropriate for someone with your body." Mom! What's wrong with my body?" Mickey screamed. "I just told you that I am learning to love my body. You make it sound like I should hate it!" Well, you should hate it!" Mickey's mother said shockingly. "I hate it for. I adjusted to his size rather easily. Me smiling back at him ever grateful for the foot of cock inside me. We stopped fucking and began making love. Caressing and suckling my breasts, our tongues locked in deep kissing, my nails strongly dug into his ass urging him deeper. Our bodies merged into one. The most sensuous intercourse I could ever want was upon me. I felt fuller, the cockhead tearing at my cervix more intense, he was going deeper, no, he was getting close to his orgasm. My dream. I barely know how to check the oil in our SUV. I can not..."Undeterred, Jeff interrupted, "Bullshit." Then with a smile, "The helpless female routine doesn't impress me one little bit. I know you a lot better than that. And... you might very well be the only person here at the Retreat, or maybe anywhere, for that matter, who can understand whatever the Ship uses for power and propulsion. She has tried to explain it to me, but her explanation is way beyond my physics. I do not have the.