Our family was staying at my grandmother’s house for the summer when an uncle’s family came to visit at the farm as well. Two other uncles jointly...owned a double dairy farm and pig lot in Eastern Canada and one of them lived in the old family house which had been split between one uncle’s family and my grandmother. Please note that finding yourself in Grandma’s Parlour was to invite your death ... children were not allowed in there in any circumstances - ‘nuff said on that. Back to the visiting. .." I croaked. I cleared my throat and tried again. "Can I sleep with you? Please?" Of course, Sweetie," she softly said.We hadn't slept together since the accident. What had become commonplace between us—sleeping together, not sex—hadn't happened in weeks, and I realized I should probably apologize for that, too, since it was my fault. I didn't say anything, though, as Mom moved me next to the bed. She efficiently stripped us down to our underthings, helped me into bed, and crawled in beside. Her hair told the sad story so she was ready to be pampered. ‘Hello, Mrs. Thurston,’ the spa director greeted her ‘and who is this beautiful young woman with you?’ he asked ‘My niece Linda and she needs the works.’ Mrs. Thurston announced. ‘Linda, I will be back in a few hours.’ The afternoon was like a dream. She was given a sauna, a massage, a pedicure and polish, some other makeup and advice on how to apply it. Then, Linda went to the stylist’s chair for a fantastic hair style. When she was. ‘Why did you do that to me? You made me come so fast, those things you said you knew I would, I couldn’t help it. You treated me like a toy.’‘Listen, Milano,’ Sandra said, in a low but relentlessly carnal tone, ‘I’ll let you do and see all sorts of things you’ve dreamed of and some you haven’t – and if that’s not good enough, you can leave. We’re just begin-ning, that was just a sample. You don’t want to leave now, do you? Wouldn’t you rather stay here with me, Milano?’ While she was talking to.