The table was set for two with Mum's very best linen, silver and china. Her best wine glasses were also set out and the room looked cosy and intimate ...and I found myself with an anticipatory buzz - who would know where all this could lead to? I turned on the radiogram and found some easy listening mood music and turned the volume down till it was just audible in the background. I stood with my back to the fire and waited for Mum to come in - I felt like someone in a movie.The door finally opened. She gave a hard suck to the ball in her mouth, then a firm tug on the other as it danced on her cheek and he thrust up. It was all I could do to the fight the meat down, and I felt somehow he’d bottomed out my esophagus. But after the discomfort faded, I looked down and realized I had the whole thing in my mouth. I stuck out a tongue and licked the topside of the ball, eliciting a gasp of shock from Tina as she realized what I was doing. “Veronica, that’s amazing!” She said, her words muffled. There was a large open section that had been partitioned off intosmall sleeping areas and several larger open exercise areas where peopleof all ages spent their time when they were not in the hospital bedsthey spent so much of the majority of their time in.To tell the truth, coming down here gave Jenny the creeps. Just seeingall of those people with eyes that were attentive and at the same timeunaware was unnerving. They were for the most part dressed in adultversions of baby clothes, with some. At first, she was as supportive as anybody could be expected to be. More thansupportive - believe it or not, she was actually playful and caring.Occasionally, when we were alone. Linda would call me by my femme name, ordiscuss the finer points of what childhood was like for a little girl in the1930's. She often told me she wished we had met as kids, and constructedelaborate fantasies of our growing up next door to each other, girlfriendstogether through thick and thin.But when we came back to.