“It was just ... a normal visit.”“My ‘normal’ visit doesn’t include blood work,” Bev said.Liz sighed.“I drew milady a bath,” I said,...hoping to end the inquisition.“That’s why you were so obnoxious all morning,” Mom chimed in. “If it’s private, that’s fine. But we are your family, Liz. Or ... I will be your family soon, I suppose. We care about you.”“I know you do,” Liz said, giving my mother the full-wattage smile. “I’m glad that you do. I care about you, too. It was ... my monthly times have. I enjoy her tongue lashing, but mostly I love the feeling of control I am exerting over my new little toy. I raise my left foot and place it on the stood where she’s sitting, my foot is inches from your pantyhose clad pussy. I can literally feel the heat coming from her love hole. I speak as I look her directly in the eyes, “Slide forward my dear, and get a little closer to me now.” She does as she is told. I like that. Her pussy is touching my left foot. She’s very wet and I am sure her. She didn’t tell me because we might have gotten in trouble, also she did not want to put stress on me when I turned my life around. She knew that one day, we would find each other again.Tears ran down my face as I looked at Aaron, he was 8 years old then and he is my son! I thought this has to be what Dad wanted me to see, he had guided him after his death for me to be happy and be a role model like he was.We caught up that night and went back to our hotel. I had cancelled both of our rooms and. In substance it said that having been told I was dead, and knowing that Malcolm had fallen in love with her, she married him on what she called ‘the rebound.’ She did not add, as a later letter from mother did, that she was four months pregnant when she married Malcolm. A little simple arithmetic told me that she had been having sex with Malcolm before I was wounded, taken prisoner and presumed dead. My war became an even greater blur after that. I am told I took the most incredible risks, as.