I walked intothe kitchen as she hung up the phone."Hi honey, oh my God, what happened to you?"Oops, I had forgotten to clean my face before I saw my m...ther. I hadcut my lip from fighting with another school bully, this time, one fromthe eighth grade."Umm, I kind of got in a fight." Why would you get in a fight? You know I don't like it when you do." A bully from the eighth grade pushed me down and called me a fag." Who is this boy? I'm going to call the school. I won't have my sonbullied." Mom,. Come here.”“What?”I knew what she meant but I was stalling again.“Stand your ass up and walk over to me.”“Are you sure that's a good idea?”“It's a much better idea than me sending those videos to your husband.”Fuck, fuck, fuck!I stood up slowly and took a deep breath. My legs were wobbling I was so nervous but my body was betraying me once again. Kat was about to find out that I was very wet indeed and not entirely because of Jeremy.I took one tentative step then another until I was standing. As I moved toward her she said:"I sure do hope you like to eat pussy" and then she saw the look on my face. "What's wrong?" I don't eat pussy." Why not?"In the fraction of a second between her asking and my answer several things raced through my mind. First there was what my momma had said to me and secondly was the outcome of some thoughts I'd had after talking with momma. I'd come to realize just how naive I really was. It all went back to my notion that the missionary position was best for. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm thinking that this is more than justa computer program. Let me guess. You've somehow integrated thisphysical enhancement program into the transporter system, haven't you?" Yes!" Rob was exuberant. "That's exactly what I've done."As the implications of what she had just heard Rob say registered,Felicia gasped, "You mean to tell me that you can actually use thetransporter to make me look that beautiful?" Yes." Rob smugly replied, as he positioned the cursor.