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"You like doing what she says, you like her taking care of you, cleaning up after you, feeding you, mothering you." She said in a soft and gentle tone as if speaking to a child. "That makes no sense!" Jack sat up. "I said lay down young man!" she said in a strict, commanding tone. "Let me guess, your mother spoiled you didn't she? Told you what a handsome and special boy you were?" "Yes." "That's yes mam." she commanded once more. "Yes mam." She had him pegged the moment he walked in the door. His bluster and bravado was all an act. He was a momma's boy plain and simple.

"Now there is a way I can help you but you must do exactly as I instruct."