As a mother, my heart aches that I was unable to help. I spoke of my anguish to a few friends when one told me I should sleep with him. I looked at he... like she was nuts. “No, not like that,” she said. “Just in the same bed. You’d both be wearing pyjamas. A mother’s comfort at night is amazing. I do it with my son.” I looked at her like she was mad, but the words got stuck in my head. That night Luke once again awoke screaming and my heart couldn’t take it. I sat down and spoke to him. “Honey,. .. even if it IS summer. Junior put a stop to that.“Mom, the Princess, decreed that the accused MUST be confronted with their accuser. You know that ... no ‘anonymous’ calls or reports ... no ‘fishing expeditions.’ Go away.” Junior felt the need to explain, “Tyche was ‘catching up’ to her parents. Kids lag ... the smart parent keeps going.”“She was seen feeding ice cream to a feral cat,” said the disapproving CPA employee. “Cats are dangerous and feeding them reenforces disreputable. My body is yours to do with as you please. I’m so sorry Master. I’m sorry I disobeyed you. I’m sorry I’ve displeased you. Oh god….oh please…please Master…’ ‘Please what, you little whore?’ Without even thinking about it or thinking about my surroundings, my answer burst forth. ‘Please let me cum…oh god please Master…I need to cum so badly.’ I heard the villagers and Jean Claude laugh along with Master. ‘Well boys,’ Master asked the crowd, ‘Should I let her cum? Should I let her have her. Sputnik had just been launched and would start a race for space. If I could find a way of capturing energy or producing it in a nuclear fashion I would have the means of powering a transmitter that would allow me to communicate over a wide area. If I put up a few satellites, then I could cover the entire planet and sell access to it like the phone companies did now. Launching would be easy if it were done in modules and then assembled in orbit. This brought a pleasant shiver to me as I.