"That's gone now," she said, as she shivered.It was Millie's sudden impulse to stroke those scars that led her to soaping Boots' back. And her hands s...iding across that skin, which had felt only pain and agony from the other hands that had touched her there, were what released the emotion based on terror and fear, that Boots had buried inside herself for years. She burst into tears, feeling embarrassed, ashamed, and completely vulnerable for the first time since she had killed her. He needs a father figure dealing with this stuff.”“Alright, mom!”She doesn’t mean it, be calm, she’d be the last person to tell you…“Anyway, I’ll be here right outside, if you…”“Thanks, mom!”James looked incredulously at his mother, “What did you…?”Susan felt an intense desire rising in her breast that excluded emphatically any concern relating to her mother.“Come here, James, you really want to do this?”“Yes, mom.”They spoke quietly now. Susan drew him to the bed and rid him of his boxers. His. People have generally liked me, and I’ve never had a problem getting girls. After graduating high school, I decided to take a couple years off from school for a bit of soul searching before starting college. At age 21, I now am living in an apartment with my best friend, have a steady job, and am starting school at the local community college. Things are going pretty good! My roommate/best friend is also a musician, so he’s out of the apartment a lot, meaning I have the place to myself. I didn’t say much at the time, but I let her know later that I wasn’t too keen on her exposing her body to the world. We actually got into an argument over it. She claimed that I was acting like I owned her, and wouldn’t allow her to do what she wanted to. My argument was the standard male chauvinist line, which she ripped apart. Maggie said she was going to be there with or without me. I reluctantly agreed to participate, especially when she got several of her friends to agree including Greg.