" Bill, you're an historian. Surely you know the cat at Plymouth Rock was named Pyewacket." Cleopatra's cat was named Pyewacket." The witch trials at ...alem??? the cat was Pyewacket." Did you ever see the movie Bell, Book and Candle?" asked Millie."No ... oh ... wait ... YES! Pyewacket was the name of the cat." Bill was amazed that he remembered."That's the one," said Millie. She pondered a bit, "how did you give the cat that name?" I didn't. DD said the cat named herself." Then he had to. ” Sniff, sniff. “I-I-I-I’m, j-j-j-j-ust a s-s-slut who doesn’t need clothes.” “You’re going to return those clothes tomorrow, right?” She nodded her head. “Good. Now this is how I deal with stupid sluts who spend my money when they shouldn’t. Get on your hands and knees and go over to the refrigerator. Diane slid to the floor and crawled over. I’m going to walk into the living room and sit down. You open the fridge and take out two cucumbers. You’re going to stick one in that slutty pussy and. Why do you always try to force us into the mold your parents forced you into? Let her make a few choices for herself once in awhile. What's for dinner?"Dinner was somewhat subdued. Tom finally put his foot down and told Megan she could decide which high school she wanted to go to. His wife got up and left the table, running off to her room.Ellen's two other sisters had big grins on their faces knowing that precedent had been set there that evening. I sat there, quiet, not envying Tom in the. Once we'd finished our cup of tea, I started laying the table for lunch, and Jen and Julie took Julie's luggage up to Jen's room. They returned ten minutes later, giggling together like two schoolgirls. I suspected that some more confidences had been exchanged...Mum had checked with me, and I told her that Julie ate anything and everything. So we had one of our childhood favourites, broiled kidneys on toast with crispy streaky bacon on the side. The best bit for me was always mopping up the.