More together. Closer to being whole, if you know what I mean." Yeah. That's what it felt like to me."I turned and hugged her for a while. She hugged ...me back."'S funny, you know," I said in her ear, "I came back and went to work just like nothing happened, only the whole world was different. I just can't describe it." I laid back again in the hot sun."First thing you did was talk to Sarah about helping the girls." Was it? Well, almost the first. I always used to shy away from teaching little. " "I'm doctor Jean, please stay seated." as he stepped over and sat down beside mom and me.We sat there and listened to what the doctor said which was, she died on arrival and how he tried to do everything that he could to bring her around but, with every thing she had against her, there was nothing they could do to save her. As the doctor talked, he held mom's hands till he was done talking at which time, mom turned and threw her arms around my neck and pulled me in close to her and cryed on. “You are kidding me,” Dad was surprised.“I shit you not,” Mike made a play on words.“This is a hard rule? The slaves not using toilets? That’s pretty extreme,” Dad said.“Are slaves allowed on the furniture?” Mike asked him.“No, obviously not,” Dad replied.“What is a toilet? The throne? You sit on it, right?” Mike said.“Yeah, but there are exceptions to every rule. If a bed is furniture are you saying I can’t have Charity in my bed?” Dad asked with a confused expression.“The bed can be an. Then I reached out and took his hands and put them on my tits. While he massaged them and rubbed his thumbs on my nipples, I humped against his crotch. I believe he had a pickle in his pocket, to tell the truth. I gave him a peck on the cheek and moved to the middle of the area in which I was dancing just as the music ended. It took a little time for them to get around to the applause and noise this time, but when they finally started it was very loud and just great. I stood there, chatting.