He had only to look up at her usually gentle, beautiful face to know that she was enraged, but for the life of him, Kye couldn't imagine why. He had remembered to close the refrigerator door when he got his glass of milk… had turned off the shower faucets tightly and washed the ring from the bathtub! What else was there that he could have done wrong…?

"J-Just what do you think you're doing to yourself young man…?" Dianne managed, realizing that she had to say something… that she just couldn't simply stand there gaping down at his exposed young loins. The lewd sight of which was in spite of her shock, beginning to have an uncontrollably lustful effect on her. She had moved into the room and toward the bed where he sat upright, still utterly amazed at his expression of innocence… now, hurt innocence… clouding his good-looking, teenage face. Either she had to be going insane, or he was really convinced that what she'd caught him doing was perfectly normal!

"B-But I told you, Mrs. Dianne!" he explained, a little quiver in his voice. "I was making myself crazy-happy like I always do when it gets hard…"

"L-Like you always do?" Dianne interrupted, repeating his outrageous confession more for her own benefit than his, her mental capacities finally acknowledging the fact that he was openly confiding the truth to her! She sensed her breasts rising and falling unhamperedly beneath the sheer material of her nightie and thin diaphanous robe as she sat down beside his young, naked body on the bed. "H-How often is that, Kye… that you do it to yourself, I mean…?"

"Oh, no more than once a day, Mrs. Dianne!" he quickly answered, a glimmer of his warm smile returning. "Although sometimes I have done it twice… and once with the three girls I was able to make it squirt nine times! The three of them were very proud of me and that night I had extra meal rations…"