. what in the hell are you talking about?” David asked.Laura did not answer but sat in silence the rest of the ride. David knew she would talk when ...he was ready and did not ask anything else.When they got home she started to cry again as they entered the house. David put his arm around his sister to console her as they walked up the stairs even though he did not know what he was consoling her about.When they got upstairs, Laura headed straight to the kitchenette and got out the bottle of. Now I have the proof. Now shut up and stop whining. I don't want to hear another word out of you."My step-mom didn't say another word to me for the rest of the ride. I did notice that one of the other ladies took out something that looked a rubber ball. I didn't know why she needed it, but I figured, if I said another word. The Ball would end up in my mouth.My step-mom told her two friends. "Keep the little sissy company until I return." After she pulled into the garage and shut the door.While. God, it felt like heaven being in her arms."Douglas, this is where I belong, right here in your arms. See, here's my name right here on your chest." With her fingers, she spelled out her name and it tingled clear down to his toes."I know doll. This is where I want you. I just don't want you to hurt Bryan. He is a good man." Yeah, you’re right. Bryan is a good man. He just does not know anything about women. He wants to be mothered. I refuse to raise another child. My kids are grown and I. Miss Pratt had dommed several girls at St. Casimir's and more thana few boys?and then had begun frequenting S&M clubs in the city, whereshe'd eventually met a backer who'd convinced her to forget about medicalschool and start the Institute, which was a rare house of pain, focusingmuch more on the needs of middle aged women?though men were often treatedas well. Evelyn was one of Prattsie's oldest clients, and she'd always hadthe same fantasy, and it was rather pleasant for Miss Pratt, though.