‘No, I want to watch how the candle light glimmers off your skin and the way your eyes light up in it.’ I let him have his way and relaxed into th...e tub. Holding his hand, I kissed his fingers, while watching his face. I wanted him more than anything at that moment, but I didn’t know how to tell him. He watched as I bathed and when I was done he helped me stand up. He held out the towel and dried me off, being gentle and rough in the same instant. He held me too him, and then swept me off my. "I am not strange, am I Mommy?"Esther sighed inwardly. "No, darling, you are not strange. You are different, but we are all different from each other. Being different isn't the same as strange. You have to be careful in what you eat, so that is different; and in my position as an officer, we have to spend most of our time in our own quarters, so your life experiences are rather limited. Don't let it bother you, Jenny."Esther thought this might be a good time to pass on some news. "By the way,. It was as much as I could reasonably hope for. I didn't expect him torecognize the picture. That was have been too easy. But he had given methe opportunity to check around. That meant I could talk to motel clerks,gas station employees, and waitresses along the highway. If just one ofthem had spotted my guy and had any idea where he had been heading for, Imight have a chance of finding him. That was the way it usually worked.It was always tedious, checking with everyone who might have seen. The owner of the local shop, the pub landlord, I must have sucked and fucked half the town in that short period of time but by the end of it, my wrongs had all been righted and I was ready to be put to work." Put to work?" Of course. Being a bimbo doesn't absolve one of responsibility; I had to earn my keep. Luckily Lester was a man with connections and was soon able to get me a position at the local coffee shop.It was a simple job, just serving coffee and sucking cock, but it was honest work.