Thumbing through the pages, he also noted that often restraints were used to ensure lack of escape from an instrument of punishment. “Good, really good,” Gerard praised thankful there were no marks on Tim’s wrists to indicate bindings, just the usual bruises, new and old, left by his mother, “Now, let’s go eat.”
After their meal, Tim and Gerard watched television until it was time for Tim to go to bed. Mature sex ‘Boy,’ thought Gerard, looking at his mother, ‘if I could just get my hands on some of this stuff.’
More time passed, more days returning home with mom asleep on the couch (usually alone), more time thinking of how to help Tim until THE day came. does mom, do this stuff for real?’ he wondered looking at his mother in the next room, ‘Or even to each other?’ Gerard’s thoughts froze at that second and then his mind raced: ‘BDSM magazine, assorted uncles, drunken mom. …
