Squeezing at it whispering softly in my ear.Telling me how well I'd done, what a good little cocksucker I was. How I was much, much better with cock t...an I was with pussy.How I was a much better cocksucker than she was. She turned me to look in the mirror. My face was a mess. Lipstick smeared, eye makeup streaming down with the tears, she grabbed and squeezed hard at my ass. Asked if I still thought it was too big."yes, yes, it is. please use something smaller" She told me not to worry. That. What we ARE going to do, you and I, is make your mother our sex slave, and let everyone know it. Are you with me so far?"Peggy's tears had stopped but her eyes were still red as she nodded."Okay, here's my plan." I said, "Now remember, I'm holding you to your deal - I still need you to do what I tell you, even though I'm not going to be screwing you, okay?" I'll do what you say, Mr. Foster." Peggy said, putting on a brave face, "But won't you lose your job?" I've got a little money put away. Then, the universe emptied itself, a huge hollow nothing, a perfect void. Rebecca floated in it, wondering what happened, wondering if this was a sign her Vigil was over. The Void sucked at her, tried to pull her into oblivion in its depth, filled her with a feeling of hopelessness, futility, abandonment. It took all her strength and concentration to ride above it, but she did. A point of light appeared before her: orange, bright, steady, unwavering. She opened her eyes and saw the Sun newly. I could add a firebox and chimney later if I wanted to get fancy. I had him weld it to a steel hand truck. I'd roll the whole shebang up onto cinder blocks to use it. I arranged to pick it up when I got back, around April first. He said no problem--he sold them mostly that way all the time and could find a buyer if I backed out.As soon as I had lumber I re-dug the outhouse and re-built it. The soil had laid for so long that it was just fertilizer. I mounded it up and covered it with a tarp to.