Dot took it as a joke. But I told her if she did to give me a shout."You wouldn't want to see me in a bikini."I put my arm around Dot, "Don't be too s...ure about that."This time Dot didn't pull away. I let my arm linger as long as I dared, without provoking Dot's wrath. Slowly, Dot allowed me into her space. There were touches, but nothing improper.When my partner, Trish, made plans to visit her sister, I let Dot know I would be alone. Each time I spoke to Dot, I reminded her when Trish was. Ten minutes later, he closed the web browser in disgust. The cheapest flight was close to seven hundred dollars, undoubtedly twice the rate it wuld have been outside of the holiday season. He had the money, to be sure, but he didn't want to spend it on general principle, to avoid adding the insult of the expense to the injury of having to spend Thanksgiving at Bob's house.A lovely drive, then, he thought. It was roughly a thousand miles to Knoxville, and it would require a stay-over in Maryland. I'd done bone breaks a few times. The best was when a lover broke my leg. I was on crutches for weeks. I loved it!I loved bondage. Growing up it was hard to get guys or girls to tie me up so I turned to older guys that lived around my house. Mr. Miller (He always wanted me to call him "Mr. Miller", never let me call him by his first name, even when we were fucking) was the closest thing I've ever had to a steady boyfriend. We were fucking for years from the time I was 15 until I went off to. NOW! What happened was wrong and you know it! We will never talk about it again, you understand? Never! Go now and forget it ever happened. I was drunk and you took advantage of me!”.Alison was sounding furious now!“ What? Mom are you seriously blaming me for what happened? How can you say this ? You weren’t drunk, you wanted this you were teasing me all night! And took advantage of me, you had your pleasure and now you are yelling at me!”.With those words Eric left running from his mom’s room.