Chapter Eleven
Rhonda takes a large draw from her morning coffee then rises from the morning paper to answer the doorbell. It’s Saturday and in being the first Saturday of the month she can linger a little. Matthew, twice daily requiring attention... intimate attention... will be tended to by a visiting nurse.
“Good morning, Miss Flamboise, visiting nurse service,” a cheerful young nurse greets as Rhonda swings open the front door.
“You’re new,” Rhonda surprised with the girl’s youth, her starched white uniform, short blonde locks radiating in the morning light.
“Yes, I’m Nurse Amanda. Just joined the service,” stepping through the door as Rhonda gestures.
Rhonda closes the door, neighbors not to be alerted.
“You’ve milked boys before?”
“Oh yes, I... I... well it’s a procedure I’ve.
