I'm not sure how long I'll be, so Mary said she'd feed you lunch -- and dinner, too, if we're that late. I just wanted to remind you to wash your hand... and use your manners." My mom was a stickler for manners. Like any fifteen year old, I responded with disgust that she thought she had to tell me. "Are you working hard?" she asked."Yeah, I'm cleaning off the workbench in the garage. It's gonna take a long time. There's lots of junk -- I mean stuff -- out there. There are a lot of tools that. Apparently, she had only been married for about six months and was worried that her husband’s absence would ruin their chances of having a child sooner rather than later.She confided in me that her husband while she loved him dearly had been quite romantic the first month of marriage but after that his ardor had cooled and he worked a lot of overtime and spent lots of time on stakeouts with his female partner.The poor didn’t come right out and say it, but I got the impression that she was. Then she looked at herself in the rear-view mirror. Theface of her mother, a face ravaged by years of excess andhard-living, stared back at her."No, no no," she whispered. Knowing it had happened was one thing;seeing it for the first time was quite another.All she could think of was finding her mother and forcing her toswitch them back. Tansy had gone down into the mall so that'swhere Hayley would find her. She headed for the elevators, feelingevery one of Tansy's almost fifty years. . " She paused to take a deep breath."Then he tried to make Dana lick my shit off his cock. I don't think he really was going to make her do it, you know? He just wanted her to have to tell him no. When she refused, he got her bent over the desk and started to use that fucking swagger stick on her. He just kept on hitting her and hitting her and when she couldn't scream any more, he made me go get a towel and wash him off. Then he pushed himself into her pussy and starting fucking her. He told me.