There were no recorders of any kind on me. Just the microphone and camera that were extremely well hidden.After he finished looking me over he asked, ...Would you like a drink?" Sure Harold why not?" I replied. "I thought you and Jeff had discussed t his and he was cool with it." What makes you think we didn't and he isn't?" Harold asked."Harold I have known you almost twenty years. This is not cool Harold. This is Harold the little boy with his hand in the cookie jar." I said,"You always could. She stopped licking and crawled up to Chris’s face and kissed her lips.Inwardly Janice’s was recoiling at what she had done, she knew she was going mad her sanity slipping.Janice could feel Sue rubbing at her back. They turned to each other and kissed. Janice with her tongue in Sue’s mouth felt her close her mouth and bite down gently on her tongue.Sue rolled Janice on to her back and laid on top of her in the 69 position. Janice opened her legs for Sue to get to her. Janice kissed the inside. I’ll have to come over around noon time to do that.” He grinned again.“Well, eat then!” said Prudence, as she sat down.“Can’t,” said Bobby, sitting calmly. “You and Constance aren’t ready yet.”“You needn’t wait for us,” said Prudence.“My Mamma would tan my hide if she found out I ate before everybody else was seated,” he said. “Smells good, though, so please hurry.”They settled in and Bobby laid his hands, palms up on the table at each side of him. Prudence stared at him and he actually. I took that locket from the drawer where I kept my precious things and I wore it constantly for the next few years. I am certain I drew strength from it and it enabled me to overcome my sense of sadness and loss and be the kind of mother you needed me to be."I could see tears glistening in my mother's eyes as she told me this and sensed the pain behind her words. She had never spoken much about my dad, and since I had never really known him, I had never felt inclined to ask questions about him..