“Then make her house safe for her to live in,” She said.“Okay, I’ll do a security survey for her.” I suggested it just to get her off my cas....“Would you please go spend the night with her tonight,” Alice asked.“Why not have her come stay with you tonight?” I asked.“I suggested that, but she doesn’t want to scare her kids,” Alice said.“You don’t think they will be scared by a stranger in the house?” I asked.“No, she is planning to tell them you are a relative passing through. You are going to. This story began as I was beginning Skin Deep II and only now did I findthe ending that I wanted from all the discarded scraps and ends andpieces. That was almost seven years from the time I started writing it.But most of it has been written for years. So no, I wasn't writing thisas I went along. I knew exactly where I wanted it to go. Sometimes, Ijust couldn't figure out how to get there. Thank God for Tom Tom! I did this story because I think there are fantastic universes createdby other. I read from your file that you didn't have the rosiest of childhoods," he said."That's right. My father left us when I was just a baby... Mom said I was about nine months old when he split on us," she said."So your father wasn't there for any of your birthdays?" he asked."No. Once he left, we never saw him again. I don't know where he's at, if he's alive or dead, or even his name to look for him - not that I would want to find him," she said."I see. Go on then," he said."Anyway, Mom and I made. The loads there were patchy and sparse in places where oil-coated beads of jizz had slid around and fallen off, mostly coating my pale thighs in paler fluid. To top it all off, I was standing in a wide puddle of cum; so much was spattered there in gloppy puddles, it looked like someone had been murdered who bled white.I stared at it all a moment.I stared at him.I stared back at my reflection.“SMALL!? You think that's fucking SMALL!?”He just shrugged, “When I was a teenager I used to have to.