"I watched quietly as she put spacers between my toes. She massaged my feetand then filed my toenails. She looked through her bottles and pulled oneou...t and shook it. And then painted the nails a glossy black.The manicurist smiled. "What do you think?"I looked down at my toes. I had never worn polish before. "They lookbeautiful," I gushed.As she stood up, she nodded. Then she pointed between my legs. "May Ilook?"I sighed and nodded. I guessed that I was no secret in the salon. Ifigured that I. She had to stretch her neck to accommodate its thickness. Her honey-colored hair cascaded around it, contrasting nicely with the black leather. Then I pulled her wrists behind her and clipped them together. Her eyes remained down. She was breathing harder and beads of perspiration broke out on her skin. She was still nervous; but she was getting excited. I slipped an index finger through the oversized ring on the collar and spun her around. I pulled her up on her. He took her through the maze of tables and chairs to the counter, where Mae wasted no time in engulfing her in a huge hug. Brandon often felt embarrassed at the way his mom showered his friends with unabashed affection. One wouldn’t think she had seven children of her own. ‘Oh, my baby,’ Mae said to her, when she finally let her go. ‘I missed you yesterday. Are you okay?’ She cradled her face between her palms, smiling. ‘You’ve lost so much weight. Wait till I fatten you up with chips.’ Brandon. ."She began to get all choked up, so I suggested that we leave it, but she shook her head vehemently."No darling, we both loved her, help me through this." Take me home mum," I said softly. "I'm ok, stay in my room tonight with me and we'll make arrangements to go home in the morning." It's just me and you Tommy," she said, very quietly.I leaned in towards her and kissed her cheek."I've never wanted it any other way mum."Dr Francis wasn't too pleased about us both discharging ourselves, when we.