"I'm not apologizing." Of course not darling," said my mother. "Do you mind company? My son and daughter have a date with a pretty Parisian."Having a ...couple of hours to kill I drew a bath, and after I borrowed my mother's razor to shave my sister where Americans shave, including her legs and underarms and her pussy, though I only knew models did that and I shaved her bald there, she drew me in the bath. She laughed when my penis head broke the surface of the water, an affect from getting. "Yes, I'm fine. I just want my boyfriend to be happy. I need to go see him now." as she goes to leave. This is how she's been lately, just distant, always eager to get back to him. Like a lost puppy.It's weird though, when she turns around I see her ear through a part in her hair. It looks like she has something coming out of it. I stop her. "Maude, wait. What's that in your ear?" as I brush her hair aside.There's no mistaking it. She has the end of what looks like a worm coming out of her ear,. Back in my office I made a collage of the pictures we took at Gene's. I put several pictures on a new CD to take to a photo shop to get printed in 8X10's for the show room. I made Shawna a bunch of prints so she could paint our car and use the pictures as a guide for the Servicar.I checked the material orders with the finished equipment orders to find Debbie was right where we needed to be on inventory. I called the Parts House to ask them how much lead-time they needed for the crate engines I. I needed to have something to cut with my sawmill and if I didn't get it down and inside pretty fast I wasn't going to be able to cut up shit.There were already several men who'd seen me use the chainsaw before and no doubt if I asked for volunteers I could get plenty. I wasn't going to let things go so fast though. Felling a tree is a dangerous proposition every single time.After you learn a little about it you soon find out how much you can never know about what is going to happen. Eighty.