We need to find where they are coming from and how the juicers are reactivating them."As soon as we walked onto the back porch, my world lurched again..., just as it had in the cavern back in Wyoming. Only this time it wasn't a time machine that caused my disorientation. Instead, it was a petite, stunningly beautiful blonde woman with big royal blue eyes, who was standing in the doorway. She was wearing a simple long gingham dress buttoned high at the collar. Her figure was trim and compact. Her. I whispered to Amista, “Holy shit, what the hell does she think she is doing? Is she crazy? What if your mother and father find out she is molesting your brother.”Amista squeezed my hand to get my attention. When I turned to her, she looked me straight in the eyes and put her hand on my cheek. She explained that I need not concern myself about what was happening in the small clearing in front of us. “Your mother is not molesting Aldrix. He is almost fifteen years old. It is good that they can. ’ He watched as she grabbed a plastic bag and dashed out to the departing car, handing it in to Chauncey. A few words and the limousine slowly drove off. ‘I thought you were going to leave me for a minute.’ His heart nearly pounded a hole in his chest when she strode up to him, her dark eyes fathomless in the low light. She pulled his head down, opening her mouth to his and softly moaning as he added a sense of urgency to their kiss. ‘Not a chance.’ He pressed the flowers in her hands, grinning. Mmmmph.Me: You are excited! Good boy! Now I hope you enjoy this treat mommymade for you. (He nods rapidly.)I then place the noise canceling headphones over his ears and turn themon. He is now totally isolated from the outside world. He can't hear orspeak. He can only watch the sexy slideshow being displayed inches fromhis face. I slap his ass as I walk out of the room. Before leaving theroom, I look back to see my son slowly trying to hump against hisrestraints, desperate for some type of.