I didn't bother to get dressed. I just lie there on top of my covers still naked and damp. I dreamt that Lynn was sucking my cock. I woke a little whi...e later with a still soft pecker only to find a light blanket covering my nakedness. What's up with that?I had fully expected my mother to come home from work, see me on the bed and wake me with a much needed motherly blow job. I rose from the bed, threw on a pair of sweats to cover my naked body and went down the stairs to find myself alone in. Before lightning strikes, its path already anticipates it, draws it down. That is what we must do, create a low-resistance path for the One Who Will Come."First the "purification." We both showered thoroughly, using an abrasive, lye-scented soap that scoured and reddened the skin. Then the inner cleansing. This involved a series of enemas, first with a strong castile soap solution, then water, and finally with what she described as a dilute electrolyte (that should have clued me in). As both of. She barely had the strength to nod in response. "I'm going for a shower" he said, grabbing a towel off the radiator and closing the door behind him. For a while she just lay there, unable to move, but as her strength returned she tried to sit up. Her swollen cheek rolled into the puddle of cum and the broken skin stung like a fresh burn, it took effort not to cry out in pain, and she flopped onto her front. Shifting back onto her knees she used the bed to climb to her feet, grabbing a robe from. " Vicky answered, obviously having anticipated my response. She had even managed to smile maternally when she said it.Now what promised skill had I offered? Not knowing worried me. I wondered what awaited me if I asked her to explain. Why did she have to turn out to be so damned smart? Oh well, in for a penny... , "And just what skill might that be?" I asked putting on my most fatherly face."The one where you promised to give me a baby after I graduated," she said softly, as she leaned forward.