I felt a big mix of relief and anger. She was back! Who was she to just come back! “Open the door, I’ve got Wanda’s fist hooking up an umbilical...cord!”“She’s been using that joke for four hours now. It was almost funny her first try.” Hannah sighed. She tapped the cabinet next to mine. “Dashawn, he woke up, how’s--”“Dean! Open the door!” Wanda yelled. “I need to see you.”“I didn’t know you and Wanda actually knew each other,” Hannah laughed. Her desperation and exhaustion showed. She gestured. At first I thought it might be a little uncomfortable having Mom under our roof, but everything was great. While Kimberlyn and I worked, Mom stayed home and took care of the house. She cooked and cleaned. She grocery shopped and took care of the laundry. She stayed out of our hair unless she and Kimberlyn had their girls day which I loved. Mom did everything while my wife and I took care of all of the bills and provided her with a loving home. In the beginning we thought our sex life would. "Your father died suddenly, Kat said. Then she continued, "One day your father was working with your brother Jake in the back yard just doing usual yard work." Then what happened?" I asked.And then in a moment of clarity, my brother was able to speak, "Dad said he wasn't feeling good, so we decided to take a lunch break." Jake then continued, "So as I was about to walk in through the patio door, I saw my dad slowly dropped to the ground & hit his head on the patio railing." My aunt Sally. Quite slight. Frightened to death of being raped. A little bit scaredof being called a queer. He never knew it, but he's an absolutely primecandidate to be a she. He'd been inside a few weeks. We all immediately identified him as apotential turnout. A pretty boy. He resisted, of course. It took himbeing pushed up against the wall in the showers and told if he didn'tcooperate he'd lose his teeth. All the better for giving blow-jobs, yousee. It wasn't me who confronted him in the showers. I.