"Stand by me."

Was the song *Janice ***** sang so beautifully .  Janice was  a stunning beautiful young co-ed that attended Fayetteville State Teachers College.  (She was crow black proving my "mother" was not as color struck as she claimed.)  She met my "mother" through the Dean of Student's office.  Janice lived with us briefly.  My "mother" was always so kind to the beautiful young ladies that attended Fayetteville State.  Mother always offered them free room and board because she was one adult that understood  the oppression set down by the rigid rules of that establishment.

Martha was a true rebel, a non conformist.  Trust her, she would steer you right.

My "mother" was a cool mother, not only did she let us do what ever we pleased, she encouraged it.  Little did I know, my "mother" was a full blown psychopath.  Loving on you, swelling your head with titles and preferential treatment,  worshipping you.   Showering you with gifts was her first ploy.  Once you were hooked, hopelessly in love, she flipped the script, did things I will not repeat.  Martha would wait for what she considered an appropriate length of time then cry crocodile tears  playing victim, telling all your relatives how you used her.

Then she would wait, sometimes years, send you incredible gifts, pull your heart strings, lure you back  in again with her religious, saved and sanctified bullshit.    Wait … the cunt would do it again!  Laugh in your face, deliberately make you feel stupid.    You shun again, she gets all the pity again.    You are the evil ogre again.

"How can she treat her mother like that!? …I don't care …you just don't disrespect your mother like that!"

Do know Martha never changed, waxed worse and worse for eighty-seven years.

Praise the LORD!