We had deep discussions and moments when we completely forgot, and everything seemed fine. But Lori was still very fragile, and I found it hard to see... the strong, confident woman I love, break down at the slightest provocation. She knew I wasn’t blaming her in any way, and that I had forgiven her before I left the club that night. But I knew she may never be able to completely forgive herself. During one of our long discussions, Lori told me about her friend, Eric. He lives on a farm with his. She and Daniel, both so full of their own thoughts, had barely exchanged a word on the twenty minute walk downhill from the Grange, a house that she had once cherished as her own one day. That would never happen now. She would only ever be a guest in the future, if she had any kind of future.‘What was it he said? That’s it, she, what’s-her-name ... Marina ... she was his old friend, while I,’ she was surprised that the thought allowed a sob to escape, ‘was Penny’s old friend. I wasn’t even. Stacey was right adding that little detail to her fantasy had made her feel more like meat then a girl then she has ever felt before, for a second she did consider volunteering her meat to the agency, but this little day dream was interrupted by Stacey entering the room, "where did you go, I didn't even notice you leave" Jessica said as Stacey came over yo Jessica with rope's in her hand, "I went to get the rope, can't put you on the spit without tying your hands" Stacey said as she stopped in. "Let me," she gasped, fumbling at the buttons on her blouse. "I -- oh, God, I need to be naked for you."I stopped her. "No, Mom. You're a gift, the nicest I've ever had... and I want to unwrap you myself."Calming herself, Mom gazed at me dreamily. "Such lovely things you say to me, baby." She placed a soft kiss upon my mouth, then stood silently before me, waiting to be undressed.I took up where my mother had left off, unfastening her top one button at a time. Sliding the blouse from her ivory.