"I'm sure she didn't say it that way," Mary remarked.Trinity could only look at the floor."Not word for word but, uh, yeah, that's pretty well what I ...said," she admitted. Then she repeated as much of her diatribe as she could recall and waited for the eruption.It came – but it was an eruption of laughter instead of anger."We sent you with him to keep him from doing that!" Rachelle said, wiping tears from her eyes and trying to stop giggling. "We actually discussed this. Who is the best choice. And I started lathering it into my hair. I got done and started rinsing my hair. Once I was done with that, I grabbed my favorite vanilla and lavender scented body wash and put it on a pouf and lathered it up and started washing my body. As I was bent over washing my legs I heard the bathroom door open and then close. “Mom?” I called out. No one answered. I went back to washing my legs and moving up my body to start washing my intimate area when Brandon stuck his head in the shower and said. .. she's too busy with her own..." Peta started to say and then stopped abruptly.I turned over onto my back to face her. She continued to hold my cock although her stroking had stopped for the moment."What do you mean Peta?" I asked her."Oops!!!" she gasped as she realised that she'd said a little too much."C'mon Peta ... I want you to finish what you started to say"."Grant ... I didn't mean to say anything" Peta replied sheepishly."Tell me now Peta ... or you will have to leave this bed. ” My heart leaped in my chest. “Does that mean you haven’t put any Broodmothers through your modified Joining?” Could it be? I leaped to my feet, approaching the bars and gripping them tightly.He stood and backed away from my cell uneasily. “I have not.”“Don’t!” I pressed against the bars pleadingly. “They’re not stable. Like, the worst reaction you’ve seen, a hundred times worse.” I didn’t know if it was true for all Broodmothers or only the Mother, but it didn’t matter. I’d take any chance to.