'Bye, boys!' he chortled to himself, every time he saw her for days after that.She'd about decided she'd had it with him when, one morning, sobbing an...d nursing her latest beating, she bumped into an old admirer of hers. Mr Church was a devout evangelical Christian, and she'd considered him a boring stay-at-home until she started going out with Fred.She dropped Fred, got engaged to Mr Church.Mr Church turned out to be a member of a Christian Family Discipline group. Not that that meant anything. Stacy stood up and removed her pants and panties before sitting down, spreading her legs, and leaning back.Mom took a big gulp from her wine bottle, then leaned in and started licking Stacy’s pussy. Sixty seconds later Terri said, “Time.”Mom took several more licks before she sat up.Mom looked straight at me and said, “I Dare you to lick my pussy.”Stacy started to remind Mom about asking Truth or Dare first but I motioned for her to be silent. I pushed Mom back, pulled her panties down her. "Mason, dream pink lacebroken porcelain. Clear state, pink doll stands, pink doll stands pretty."It was almost like a spell. Mason immediately stopped sobbing like aswitch had been flipped, now suddenly standing up straight in a girlypose. He was perfectly still, like some flamboyant mannequin, his eyesrolled slightly up like as if in a daze.Carla-Jean was still shaking slightly as Shannon walked back to her andguided her to a chair at the room's small writing desk. "What, w-what..."Carla-Jean. He took in the way Sera looked, almost angelic as he lay, lips parted, his hair spread over the pillow behind him. Thomas marvelled at the way they both managed to fit in the slim bed with room to spare, he traced fingers down the line of Sera jaw and the sleeping boy murmured something indistinct and rolled over. Thomas, presented with his back, placed a kiss between his shoulder blades and snuffled into the warmth of the dark skinned boy and closed his eyes to sleep.Early summer dawn woke.