I wondered if she knew everything."You know about that?" I thought she would be uncomfortable with the conversation, but now I was the one feeling que...asy. "How do you know about that?" It doesn't matter, Daddy. I know about it." Oh ... well, O.K. I um ... yes, that did happen." And that's not all that happened, is it?" What do you mean?" Daddy, I know what happened. Amber came in the house and gave you a blowjob in the bathroom. And then you met her later and you fucked her, didn't you?" Dylan. Shedangled a pair of handcuffs in front of me and told me she had a specialassignment for me. I took off all my clothes at her request and she led meto the chair in front of the computer and handcuffed my hands behind myback. I was a little nervous, wondering what could be in store for me,which seemed to excite her even more.She started a slideshow on the computer. It was a series of full colorclose-ups of large hard cocks. She explained that tonight she wanted topick out cocks for me to look. Jill had tried to tell Krista and Justin about it, but they really didn’t listen, or believe her. She couldn’t take another day of it; she had thought about stepping in front of a cab and ending it all. Still ... there was the dream. She was cynical about it; she had a hard time believing it. But she clung to it.Justin and Krista herded her out the door of their residential suite. They went down to the lobby. It was but a few minute ride to Penn Station by taxi, easily accessed by the subway,. She just gets disappointed, which is much worse because she may be an asshole but she's still my mom.Where do you shop for one of these places, by the way? Not that you'd know. But I wonder, because it's not like you'd find it in the yellow pages. My parents found one though, right quick - probably through the pastor at our church. I wish they'd shopped around a bit. Or not. I don't know. I mean, this place probably fucked me up worse, but it's not like I really wanted to be cured. I guess if I.