"Nancy looked at Marsha and then at me, I was dumbfounded, then both women began to cry. While the paramedics were putting Nancy into the ambulance, M...rsha went in and gathered up all the clothes and stuff she would need for the kids.Nancy talked a little bit to her eight year old son and told him everything would be alright and to go with us. That she would see him in a couple of days.I then drove Marsha and the two boys to our house. Dropped them off and helped carry all their stuff into one. Eventually, either she thought I’d had enough or wasafraid that the noise I was making would bring someonein to investigate, and she took her mouth out of mycrotch.I can still remember how it felt. My cheeks were wetwith tears and I couldn’t stop sobbing.Carmen lay down beside me and hugged me. “See how goodit can be when someone’s watching,” she said. She wassmiling that brilliant smile of hers and slowly my sobsturned back into giggles as we cuddled on the bed.I. Did that make me a queer too? Icertainly didn't enjoy the experience. Somehow I don't think there wouldbe any queers if this was how it was done. Sadie helped me to my feetand led me over to a chair."You sit here and try to keep your shit together. The boys have hadtheir fun and if you don't do anything stupid they may just forget aboutyou," she said.I sat in the chair with my knees pressed up to my chest, held in placewith my still trembling hands. I hoped she was right about. Barnes really did not understand this stuff and was paying dearly for his ignorance - it was the way of the modern cyber-world.As the bots faithfully did their work, Sam had time to burn so on a whim she called for one of the “service girls” she had heard of. Resha was there in 3 minutes. As soon as she entered the room she routinely averted her eyes and shed her sari-inspired garment. Only when she was naked did she look up at the room’s occupant. Resha actually knew embarrassment at being.