To my memory, as soon as my foot landed in their bedroom I heard a loud, guttural moan from the bathroom. The sound was a mix of my mother's voice and...that of a porn star. The moan sounded exaggerated and playful but at the same time earnest. It froze me in my tracks for a moment.Once the alarm of the moan wore off I found myself in my parents room astonished at what I found. It was the circumstantial evidence proving what I had feared most. The dress my mom had worn that day was tossed. The perm had processed to the proper S-curve, so Michelle led Jane to the shampoo bowls to rinse out the waving lotion. Jane's hair was rinsed well for 5 minutes, then blotted with a thick towel. Michelle told Jane she wanted to leave it air-dry for 15 minutes to help set a good firm curl. Jane was agreeable, Jane would agree to anything in her present state. Michelle returned 15 minutes later to apply the neutralizer, waited the allotted 5 minutes, rinsed and began removing the rods. Jane had. She does not need to be alone for a few days. I would need to put her on the couch and evaluate her to see where she is going mentally." Where is your office? You never told me where you were going to set up shop," I said."Dr. Rich and I are partners in the practice and our office in on Route 50 between Annapolis and Washington. We do a lot of contract work at Walter Reed hospital for the men coming back from the sand box." She said.I laughed and said, "We are less than 75 miles apart. We live. He had a son, Larry who was a year older. They did not have a lot of money, so the house they lived in only had two bedrooms. This meant that Wendy and Larry had to share room. They got along great and had a lot of fun together. Even when Wendy started to get into puberty and her body changed, her mother told her to stay in the same room as Larry. Wendy said that it was so hard to share room with a boy when her body started to show her breasts and she got hair on her pussy. They had always.