Deana stepped into the dark room and tugged sharply on the leash, "Comewith me babydoll." How odd, I thought. Deana had never referred to meby this ...ame. Deana led me into the cold and dark room, closed andlocked the door behind us.She led me to the center of the room and told me to stand still. As Ilooked around the room, I could see that it was about twenty feet squarewith no windows. The room was barren save for a couple of chairs. Therewere many things along the wall but I could not. She, herself, had been brought up in a very religious family having been born in the latter part of the 19th century when lives were simple, issues black and white, and morals by the good Book. Not having liked her own strict background, she did not treat her children the same way. But no matter how liberal she thought she was, she was still influenced by her background.She was often plagued by doubts when confronted with a new situation involving her children. She had had nurses' training when. Dancing around until she presented them with her back, she allowed the bra to fall away, and as she turned again she revealed to her audience two beautiful breasts that belied their age, firm and smooth as they were, and now adorned by hard nipples. Becoming more and more intoxicated by the minute, she started to caress and tease them, rolling the soft flesh underneath her palms, pinching the nipples to make them harder. She wanted to remove her knickers, but she also wanted to make it special. You have to accept them as they come. Relax and do something for those things you can control."Missy sat next to me and gave me a hug.Mercy came out to the patio and sat on the other side of me. She didn't say anything, but hugged me while she sipped some of her green tea.My day became all-better when Sue came out in a sexy gown and sat Stevie in my lap. My son cooed and jabbered at me for a minute, leaned his head on my chest, and seemingly hugged me. That will make anyone's day better.Sue.