”“One of you stay with him tonight, perhaps he will snap out of it, but he may continue to have these reactions when he’s alone and especially w...hen he’s asleep...“You need to be forewarned before you see him, his hair is pure white.”“WHITE? WHY?”“I’ve seen it many times during the war. A traumatic experience can affect a person’s nervous system in such a way to cause certain physical changes in appearance. I’ve checked him over and can find nothing to show there’s anything else physically wrong. I see that the woman gets her ass licked by her sissy slave. I think that should be the next act in our video."I hadn't forgotten the first scenes Allie had captured on our video camera; I was certainly ready for the next scenes.Allie bent over a chair, and lifted her beautiful ass up. Mike placed his hands under my arms and pulled me up till my face met Allies ass. He then returned to activate the video camera pointed at my face."Lick it, sissy willow," she ordered.Of course, I did as I was. I clearly remember a pang of compassion for my mother, thinking, based on what I had gleaned about women and attractiveness at that age, that she was unattractive.Having a big butt was bad, I thought. I didn't know about stretch marks, about folds of skin, about blue veins barely visible under the skin like cloudy ice. She had big breasts, but they were all wrong, they looked too soft and they fell away from her chest. It's funny looking back, but that's what I thought when I observed her like. "I'd quite like to show him some of the sights too while we're here: Stonehenge and things." Yes, dear. I quite understand. I just hope we don't pop with excitement before you arrive."It was Louise's turn to laugh. "Please don't," she said. "I'm not that exciting." We'll see. I can't wait to meet you though." Me too. I'll hand you back to Peter."Peter and his mother talked for a few minutes and then he and Louise walked back to the house. Sharon met them at the French windows."There you are,".