Before we got into thecar, mom handed me a small clutch purse. The purse was made of the samesilver lame material as was the my mother's flats which I... was currentlywearing. After all, a girl's shoes and purse really should match."Wendy, son, I have put a few necessities in your purse for you. Thereis a compact which has a mirror and a lovely shade of powder to take theshine off your nose. And you have your lipstick and tampons and a fewtissues to blot your lips. So you have all that you need. ” She handed him a pair of large clamps, which he tested on his finger.“Wow, these are nice. A firm grip without being too tight.” Aunt Peggy looked on. “Can we try these, or do you have to keep them for your talk?” “No, please. Try them out. That’s what they’re for. If I can get some feedback on them, I can report it back to Mr. Willicker. He wanted me to send him any comments I get.”“Jack, take off your shirt,” Aunt Peggy told him. “I want to see those clamps on you.”Jack stripped while. Remission rate almost zero,survivability zero. Yet she left the hospital on her own two feet, andhad come back to visit a dozen times in the last month. Every time morehealthy than the time before.His phone bleeped, and he checked it. He didn't recognize the number."LeMoyne." He snapped."Doctor, this is coach Henderson-" Damn it Henderson, I will not say it again. Either I find out whatmagic fucking wand you waved, or you don't even get to talk to mypatients. Is that fucking clear?"There was a. " Julie glared. "You deserve thismore than any man that I know. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got someletters to type up. Including your enrollment in your new High School." That night Jason and Carl had Pepsi while Julie and Mike had beer.Missing the taste of beer, Jason couldn't help but stealing sips from hisnew sister's glass as he sat in a black semi-transparent blouse, mini skirt,hose and heels. The more he drank, the more Jason felt soft, cute andhorny. Slipping away that evening, Jason.