Enter Sectian Ch. 5 - Sex Stories

Enter Sectian Ch. 5

... hand. She looked relieved. "I brought it a friend."

The mentally challenged young woman never ceased to surprise and delight her mother. Pamela wished that the stuffed animal could be appreciated by the transformed insect. She almost cried, her own appreciation for her daughter's gift, welling warmly in her heart. She hugged her dearest strongly. Adeline returned the hug tenuously.

They parted. "You can certainly try." The mother got out of her daughter's path to the nook. "But be very gentle."

Adeline went to the nook and crouched. She set her fake pet on the tile floor and slowly scooted it to the open side of the laundry basket. "Come out and play, you nice big bug. This friend wants to say hello."

The bug remained tucked as tightly as it could behind the tall, wicker basket.

"It's okay, Sweetheart. You did your best. Remember that it's looking at the world as if it was just born. Maybe it'll come out in a day or two." Pamela actually thought it might leave its hiding spot within an hour of being left alone, but she didn't want her daughter to get her hopes up.

"Won't she get hungry?"

"I'll leave a bowl of milk for it before we go to bed."

"Okay!" Pamela stood and backed away, leaving her toy in the nook.

"Don't you want Bright Eyes?"

"Yes." Adeline sounded a little confused by the question. Without another word, she walked rather quickly towards her room.

"Why do you think it's a female?" Her mother thought to ask.

"I know, Momma." ...

... She disappeared into her room and shut the door.

Pamela promised to think about that along her bus ride. It was time for her to go to work. She was grateful that her daughter hadn't freaked out at 'their' bug's incredible new size.

Work that night was as dull as butter or would have been if the mother hadn't constantly worried if her daughter was in danger or became frightened from the bug. She should have called in sick. As a result, her results at work suffered. Mr. Sykes called her into his office.

"You haven't been selling the booze as much as you used to, Pamela. Is something the matter?"

"I'm just worried about my daughter. We're dealing with a very strange situation at the moment."

"Huh, well, I suppose I can care a little about that, but you better do better starting tomorrow, or I'll have a more serious talk with you, and I will care a lot less."

"Of course, Mr. Sykes. She thought it best to speak formally. I'm sure I'll turn things around soon."

Dale Sykes shook his head with disappointment. "Go on home now and deal with whatever it is."

"Yes, Sir." Pamela was able to catch the bus home an hour earlier than usual.

She entered the apartment and was met by total darkness. She switched on the entry light and called her daughter's name. There was no reply. The rest of their home was filled with gloom. She went to Adeline's room, switching on the hall light along the way. "Adeline?" She called and knocked.

A loud gasp answered. "Momma! Aaahh! ...