..deep breath..."now"? Each time my answer was "Not yet". She was whimpering by the time I told her to stop after about another 20 minutes of teasing.... She needed a break to regain as much of her composure as possible so I had her go bring herself back a nice big glass of ice water. Before she sat back down I had her turn her back to the camera, bend over, legs slightly spread, and slip her beaded thong slowly down til she could slip her feet out of it. I only allowed her to sit once she teased. . Holy crap. That was me.. Brian was dead.They had given me extensions I now had long blond hair. It was neatlycombed straight with a head band French braid across the front to keepit neat and out of my eyes. I had rhinestone studs in each ear andlight age appropriate make up. Pink lip gloss and pink nail polish tomatch. It was like Brian had never existed.. Except I still had thatthing between my legs. I needed to get rid of that before I go insane.My mom looked like she had just won. She said that she didn't mean to disturb me and twisted the handle to open the door then stopped after opening it an inch or two. She closed the door and shocked me by asking if she could stand over there and watch me.In the span of a second I felt shock, fear, and excitement.I hesitantly asked what she meant and she said she wanted to watch me finish. I replied with something to the effect of "Don't you have something better to do?"Her response was that she had already clocked out and dropping. A minute, five minutes, ten. I actually felt peaceful for the first time in weeks. I hadn’t noticed Mona come back. I wondered how long she’d been there. “You still have the butt plug in, don’t you Ishy?” Mona asked. “Yes.” Mona looked over at Julie with a barely perceptible nod. “Down, Ishy,” Julie said. I was a bit taken back by the contrast of Julie’s strict order with the tenderness that had preceded it, almost like a sudden change in the weather you didn’t see coming. But by now my.