..why does yourdefinition have to be normal for me! I raised you. I helped teach youright from wrong, and now you tell me what's normal?" Mom...I'm s...rry," Tommy said beating a retreat.Alexis sat quietly wishing she were somewhere else. Ann stood holdingon to the counter crying."I've loved you boys, since I met you," she said stiffing and regainingher composure. "I tried my best to be a good mother to you. I neverthought I'd be faced with one of you going through the same issues Idid." She. She's grabbing my face and talking to me, but I can't hear her words. Someone's screaming. Her face is calm, but I feel her hands shaking as she tries to apply more pressure. I'm going to die today, and I can't leave her while she's afraid. She's talking to someone, but finally looks back to me. I have to tell her not to be afraid, that she'll be ok. I grab her hand and squeeze, but I feel my muscles fail me. "No, no, no, no. Jane. It's ok." I want to say, but my words won't come out. I can't. He'd sent a file of pictures showing a cock jammed deep in a senior staff nurses mouth, with a nurses uniform clearly strewn on the floor behind her. The last picture showed a snap smile, which, he decided, could only be described as.....'lewd'. Added to the information of Sylvia's failed interview and interview 'skills', he came to the conclusion that he was right royally....fucked. The only thing in his armoury was the fact Paddy, wore panties...and he had a small cock. He, himself, was also. She told me anytime she got a chance she would use her girlish charms on him. Just like you taught me, mom. Michelle told me daddy had warned her no one was to ever know. Not her friends. She told her daddy it would be their little secret. John had told her if they were ever caught they both were going to hell.I noticed Michelle seemed to not know whether to call him daddy or to call him John or that man, as she told me this story. My mind took me back to her doctors telling me reasons for her.