Halloween Horrors: The Marble Statue_New November 1

[TeenFan]

It is rougher for sure. I would not have a kid get treated like that in a regular setting. But since this is a person's imagination, then like a
dream sequence it can be pushed farther and darker, more dangerous.

What happens to Clem in the fantasy still pales in comparison to how accused people were actually treated in witch trials.
Accused people were tied up and tossed into the river. If they floated they were guilty of being a witch. If they drowned they were
unfortunate innocent victims...oh well, too bad. Better luck next time.

[TeenFan]

The Marble Statue
Part 18.


"I don't even know you anymore. Who are you?"

Leo had some comments to say after the explicit and highly detailed fantasy that Lacie had just described. How could he know that his sister,
his innocent and well behaved at all times sister, harbored such a fetish for things bordering on sadistic torture. Lacie will be forever changed
in his mind forever.

"It's your turn Leo darling," Marsha had to remind him again. "Must keep the game moving."

"Okay, now let me think...Hmmm...I think I got something. We are sitting here on a baseball diamond, so let's do something that fits this
location." Leo stands up and he looks around the surroundings. "Stand up Marsha. I got a dare for you. My sister jokingly said I would want
to see you without your clothes on...Well, she is right. You've seen me more than once. It's time to return the favor. And since I like sports
so much you are going to play some baseball...after you take your clothes off."

Marsha laughs and she stands up. "How the bloody hell can you combine baseball with me being bare assed I am curious to know."

Marsha laughs again and Lacie joins in. Oh well, it was going to come to this eventually. At some point in this game Leopold was going to
get his wish and see his cousin bared fully before him. It was almost inevitable so might as well get it over with. And what karma this is,
having chosen this place herself to start these rounds of the game. Under the multiple racks of overhead lights on tall poles, lights bright
enough to easily read a book by, Marsha must strip down and perform something that looks like baseball?

Marsha takes off her clothes, placing them on the slightly raised up pitcher's mound, socks and shoes and everything. Leo grins like he's
the village idiot as Marsha stands before him not bothering to cover up, hands on hips as she awaits her orders. Cousin Leo takes his sweet time,
savoring the sight of the firm medium sized breasts and neatly trimmed bush. Lacie smiles but doesn't say anything as she's already seen
all that Marsha has to show.

"Well, baseball coach. What am I supposed to do?"

"That will be Mr. Manager mind you...and this is what you are gonna do," and Leo points toward home plate. "You are going to stand at the plate
and get into position to hit the ball that I throw to you. You will swing and miss at the first two pitches. Then I'll tell you what happens on the
third pitch. You got that?" 

What ball? What pitch? What is going on? These things Marsha wonders as she steps over to the home plate. Swing and miss...that must mean
pretending to swing at a pitch. Fortunately she's seen enough softball on tv to know which side of the plate to stand and get into a hitter's
stance.

Standing at the plate, looking out toward the pitcher's mound where Leo and Lacie stand together, with feet spread apart a little, leaning
forward a little toward the plate, arms raised up with hands together like holding an invisible bat...it all feels awkward and stupid. Why o why
did Leo have to be such a sports jock and come up with this silly naked dare. Lacie has her hand over her mouth. She's got the giggle fits.
The wind is blowing in from the outfield. Marsha can feel the breeze caressing her sensitive nipples, cooling them down and making them
harder and more pointed.

"Now I'm going to be the pitcher and I'll be sending you a fastball. Remember, two swings and misses...and swing hard like you mean it."

Leo turns his body and gets into a pitcher's pose. He looks over toward first base to check the runner back. "Does he have to go through all
this shit" Marsha wonders as she has to hold the ridiculous pose for a long time. Leo lifts his leg and as he puts his hands together, raising the
leg and arms simultaneously. He jerks the leg forward, the body following, and he lets his right arm whip the ball toward the batter.

Marsha waits a second or two after Leo makes his throwing motion. She swings the invisible bat as fast as she can, a mighty swing of her arms
and her torso twists with the follow through. Marsha feels something new, something different. Her breasts, which normally would be held
somewhat firmly in place by a semi-tight fitting stylish bra, move with the momentum of her twisting body. Like a seismic shift of two great
mountains the tits sway to the left and then bounce back again.

"Strike one" Lacie shouts out.

Okay, that wasn't too bad. Marsha is sure the whole thing looks like a funny freak show, but she can hang with it. Leo winds up a second time
and he lets the ball fly. Again a swing and a miss.

"Strike two."

"Now this time Marsha, you are going to hit the ball. It's going to be a spectacular home run. You run around the bases and when you get to
home plate you jump and cheer like you just won the World Series...you got it?...now here comes the pitch."

Leo winds up and tosses the ball a third time. This time Marsha swings and connects with the ball and it goes soaring up into the air and over
the fence. And now Marsha must run around the diamond, first to first base, then to second base, so on all the way around the diamond to
home plate. Marsha had no idea how far it was between bases, how long it would take to run from one base to another. She can feel her boobs
bouncing as she does a quick jog. Running faster would get it over faster but the amount of bouncy movement would increase. Leo and Lacie
are clapping their hands, watching as the runner makes the turn around third to head for home. "I can't believe I'm doing this" Marsha thinks
to herself. "Next he'll have me doing naked bowling and naked golf".

Marsha crosses the home plate and her two overly enthusiastic cousins join her there and all three of them jump up and down as if they actually
won something. What Leo won was a good ogling of his cousin's body as she performs as required, jumping up and down, breasts doing a
vertical shimmy shimmy shake rattle and roll. Marsha had to admit it...it was a hell of a dare. Marsha has one more long walk to do, from home
plate all the way back to the pitcher's mound. Leo and Lacie are still laughing. This time Leo stayed behind her as she walked, getting a good
long look of at her ass as she makes the trek across the diamond.

"It's Lacie's turn again. We've done one round," Marsha says, as she slips into her undies, as Leo keeps watching every movement of her jiggling
jugs. He's hooked into staring at her body. Marsha's got him right where she wants him.

[TeenFan]

The Marble Statue
Part 19 (Marsha Tells A Truth: part A)


It's Lacie's turn in the Truth or Dare game and she targets Marsha for a Truth.

"I've asked a couple times this weekend where Marsha got that witchcraft book from. The first time she blushed and turned away, said
she was too busy to talk about it. The second time she looked angry and annoyed, and she said "ask me some other day". Well, this might
not be another day, but I'm using this moment to make her tell us all about it. So Marsha...where did you get that book?"

Marsha is still tying her shoes, the last thing she put on after the naked run around the bases. Marsha is sitting down on the infield grass, the
other two still standing. Marsha motions for Leo and Lacie to sit down. The story of acquiring the book will take some time to tell.

"I first learned about the book, which has these words in gold ink on the cover: Dominari in Tenebris, meaning "to dominate in the dark", from
Samara. I asked her if there were any books out there with other more powerful spells. She said that book was extremely rare and it has
stuff in it she would be uncomfortable with attempting. Well, I searched and searched online and checked out all the bookstores and found
nothing. I finally found a House of Horrors website for people who are into all kinds of weird things. In the House of Wizardry and Sorcery
I chatted with a person who said he knew where a copy of that book could be found. I was shocked, as this book could be found in a town
I could get to with a bus ride. So a couple months ago I took a bus ride out to New England. I went to the small town of Salem's Lot. It's a
cute little community tucked away from the busy modern world. The town didn't have any of the modern chain fast food places and stores
to shop in. It's like the town hasn't changed since the 1950s.

All the houses looked old. Two or three stories all of them. The main buildings in the downtown area were made of old yellowing brick or
mossy green stained white stone. Many of the buildings had grotesque gargoyles sticking out from the corners. I had google mapped the
area before I went there. The town is surrounded by four cemeteries, one on each side next to four small churches. There must be more dead
people than living in Salem's Lot.

I was the only one who got off the bus at the station. The bus driver said to me "I'd turn back if I were you". I just laughed and said I'd be fine.
I was a little creeped out as I walked up a hill toward the town square. The leaves were falling from the trees, the wind was chilling me to
the bone. I almost chickened out when I saw the bookstore. It was part of a huge old house that might have originally been a hotel a hundred
years ago. The bookstore was one corner of the building. The town's Funeral Home took up the rest of it. "ONLY THE DEAD REST" the sign said
in big red lettering on the front of the big house. Above the door to the bookstore was a smaller sign. "Needful Knowledge" it said.

I got the strong whiff of incense when I entered the bookstore. It wasn't the happy delightful scents one finds in a Hobby Lobby such as an
apple cinnamon or a patchouli. This was more earthy, like a mix of freshly dug potting soil mixed with licorice and cedar wood.

None of the lighting was from modern lightbulbs. Candles and oil lanterns gave off an eerie orange-yellow glare. Soot long smudged into
the corners of the ceilings added a sour burn aroma in the room. When I entered the store a bell tinkled. Soon this tall skinny woman stepped
my way from a back room. "What are you looking for my dear" the woman said. She had long black hair that was straight. The dress she had
on looked ancient like she just walked off the set of a Roger Corman movie. It was red with black lace and buttons. I was a little scared,
couldn't get the words out. The woman saw my hesitation and she smiled, but her smile just chilled me even more.

"Welcome to Salem's Lot. You can call me Begonia. My son Tobar and I run this bookstore. I think he's upstairs doing his devotions at the
moment.

I told Begonia I was looking for a book on spells. She pointed to a wall that was full of old looking books. "We have many books of that type. Is there a particular tome you seek?" I didn't even know what that word was, TOME, so I just blurted out Dominari in Tenebris.

Now it was the store keeper's turn to pause and look hesitant. She looked me up and down again, maybe trying to figure out if I was serious
or if judging my ability to pay for it based on my clothes.

"That is a rare book indeed. An expensive one. You brought a lot of money with you? We don't take checks or credit cards."

I had brought all my money with me, in cash. "I have five hundred dollars" I said.

"Hmmm. Five hundred. That's not nearly enough. Do you have any family treasures? Any jewels or rings to offer in exchange?"

I told her I didn't have any valuable objects, no necklaces or diamond rings. All I had was the cash. I thought that was a lot of money but I
guess I was wrong. Begonia looked at me for a long moment, and I got uncomfortable once more. It was hard to tell how old the woman was.
She had a sort of timeless ageless face. She stepped closer and she touched my hair.

"There's another way to pay for the book. That is if you really need it there is a way to pay for it. You give me the five hundred dollars, but
that is half of your payment. The other half of the price is you must perform a little service for me...just a little job it's no big deal really."

With that Begonia took hold of my shoulder and she walked me to the stairs.

"Upstairs you will find a hallway. On the second door to the right you will find our devotional room. My son is there. He's so helpful to me he
is, tirelessly moving things and tidying up. He doesn't get out much, doesn't get the chance to meet girls much, not girls like you my dear.
Offer your body to my son Tobar, do for him anything that he asks. If he's shy you take the initiative and give him a good time. Teach him things
no boy should ever know could be done to a boy's body. If I am satisfied with the services that you provide the book shall be yours."

And then Begonia shoved me toward the stairs and up I went...

[TeenFan]

The Marble Statue
Part 20. (Marsha Tells A Truth: part B)

Lacie and Leopold were really getting into the story. They both crowded in so they won't miss a word. Their eyes were gleaming, reflecting
the bright softball field lights. Lacie reached out and grabbed Marsha by the knee.

"Weren't you afraid of what you'd find up the stairs? Did you think about running away?"

"I was afraid. I wanted to run, but I had a mission to accomplish. I was nearly there. I had found the book and it was just a matter of payment.
That was a long walk up those steps to the second floor. The woman followed me up the stairs, not right behind...keeping her distance, but
still she was following me. I had a hundred thoughts go through my mind. Tobar is the boy's name and I'm to find him and give him a good time.
I couldn't help but imagine what this Tobar looks like. Would he be seven feet tall and weigh 300 pounds? Would he be cross-eyed with a cleft
lip and large crooked nose? "He doesn't get out much" his mother said. Is he burned and disfigured like Freddy Krueger and that's why no girl
will look at him? Is he diseased?

At the top of the stairs I turned down the hallway. At the second door to the right I stopped. The door was closed. I could hear chanting
going on in the room, one voice chanting something in a weird language. The bookstore owner, Begonia, stood by the stairs waiting for me
to enter the room. I tried to calm my nerves and pushed the door open. It swung open easily and I stepped into the room.

The room was large and only lit with candles of various sizes and colors. The red candles gave off a normal yellow flame. There were
black candles with a flame that burned blue and sent little sparkles of orange  up into the air. The room was well lit as there must have been
twenty or more candles lit. Sending more light into the room is a roaring fireplace. On the mantle was a row of skulls. Some I could
recognize. There was a cat skull, a dog skull or maybe it was a wolf. There was a deer skull with the antlers attached at the center of the
mantle. A black and gold Persian rug lay on the floor in front of the fireplace and on this rug, kneeling down was a figure I assumed to be Tobar.
He kneeled down facing the fire. He had a black robe on with gold lettering across the back. Tobar continues his chanting. He didn't hear me
enter the room.

"Ahem...are you Tobar?" I said.

Instantly the boy got up. Spinning around he faced me and I nearly freaked out. Tobar wore a white porcelain mask with weird red symbols
scattered around it. His eyes were wild. This must have caught him by surprise. He looked around the room like he wanted to run, but there
was no other way out of the room except past me to the door.

"It's okay Tobar," came a voice from behind me and I knew that his mother had stepped into the room without needing to turn around.
"This girl is here to visit with you. Tell him your name and why you are here."

"I'm Marsha. I came here to buy a book. Your mother told me you were here and that I should come up and say hi to you."

"Marsha wants to be your friend. I see the time is 5:00. For the next hour Marsha will be not only be your friend but your servant. She will do
anything you ask of her. I will take a seat over here and you two may begin."

Begonia stepped over to a large chair in the corner. She dragged the chair closer to the Persian rug. Sitting down in the chair she motioned
for me to get on with it. I moved closer to Tobar. I still had no idea what to expect. He's wearing the full length black and gold robe and
wearing a white mask. What I notice about him is he's a little taller than I am, maybe five foot eight. His hair was super black and shiny and
it looked permed. His hair is tight spirals like corkscrews, and these spirals are like four inches long at the sides of the mask.

The robe fits him tightly and he appears to be extremely slender. I can't even tell here his hips are from the width of his body. A gold colored
rope that looks like silk shows where the top of his hips are. Tobar hasn't said anything. I don't know how to get this started. I look over
at his mother.

"I'm not giving any suggestions. It's all up to you now. Do well and you will be rewarded."

"You're going to stay and watch?" I asked her.

"She always watches me." Tobar suddenly says in a voice that sounds almost childlike.

When I first stepped into the devotional room I was afraid to be alone with Tobar. Next I wanted his mother to leave and well...leave us alone.
I'm supposed to uh...do things with this boy and the mother is gonna watch the whole time? I turn toward the boy and step a little closer.
"Let's see what's under this mask" I said, as I reach out and grabbed the sides of the white mask of porcelain. I pulled the mask off and
Tobar was beautiful. He looked like a prince of Persia with light brown skin, grey eyes with a hint of green surrounded by black eyeliner and
well chiseled features. A strong nose but not too big. Tobar looks handsome and young.

"How old are you Tobar?"

"I'm fifteen" he said, and he looked so cute and with that black curly hair he could have said he was thirteen and that he's a girl and I'd have
believed him he was so pretty. Walking up those stairs I was afraid I'd have to get up close and personal with a horrid beast. Laying my hands
on this boy will be easy if the rest of him was anything like his face.

"Let's get this robe off and see what the rest of you looks like," I said, but Tobar pulled back when I touched his magnificent robe.

"Only my mother undresses me," Tobar said, and he clutched his hands on the front of his robe.

"That's alright my dear boy," his mother spoke up. "You're old enough now to let someone else take your clothes off. Be a big brave boy and let
this lovely girl strip you."

[Trundle]

Really enjoying how spooky you've managed to make the whole thing. It really does feel fitting for Halloween!

Can't wait to hear how Marsha strips this Tobar, slow and sensual or quick as possible?

Hopefully we get part b soon, will this story return next year or carry on for a while longer i wonder?

[TeenFan]

Will this story return next Halloween or continue... Trundle wants to know.

First of all thanks for liking the story. I've put nine chapters over the last ten days. As sometimes happens the story keeps growing
and getting deeper and deeper as I work on it. The Truth or Dare game had not been thought of when I picked the story back up earlier
this month. The Truths of the Dare game have turned this into a story within a story. I actually thought I'd have this thing wrapped up
in five or six chapters lol.

Now I want to know more about Lacie and her surprisingly morbid fantasies.
The macabre settings of these stories is fun to describe.
The Dare game is set up to be 12 turns total. We are only on turn number four. I know where it all ends up but didn't know if I should
move quickly in wrapping the game up.
I'm leaning toward continuing the story. Too much good stuff going on here to let it sit on the shelf again.

Just for fun, what two books are used as an inspiration in Marsha's story about getting the Spell book in the New England town?
One answer was already given, the second will be a little harder.

[TeenFan]

The Marble Statue
Part 21. (Marsha Tells A Truth: part C)


Leopold and Lacie were hanging onto every word Marsha spoke. Never before did she have someone else's attention so thoroughly as
she did at that moment with her two cousins as she told the tale of acquiring the spell book. It was a story she hadn't even told Samara.
Samara was full of questions and Marsha gave few answers. You see, Samara was against the idea of getting the Dominari in Tenebris.

"That book is dangerous" Samara told her on more than one occasion. This is from the girl who helped Marsha create a Golem out of
mud and clay. Helped to bring the creature to life using human DNA and ancient rituals. This Samara had helped to conjure a dead
teenagers spirit using an invocation to lure the spirit into residing in the marble statue. Samara proved time and again that she knows
what she's doing and Samara was afraid of that book. "You should listen to me. Seek not that book" Samara pleaded.

Marsha chose not to listen. She refused to tell the truth about how she got the book when Samara asked how it showed up. This started
a falling out with Samara. Marsha's best friend was fine with Marsha's plans, as long as she got to be the leader in delving into all things
of the occult. As soon as Marsha started doing things her way Samara suddenly was too busy to come over. Marsha was mostly on her own
in learning the secrets of the Dominari in Tenebris.

Marsha never expected to be telling the tale to her two cousins, but duty bound she is telling it...and they love the story.

"The kid's mother is going to watch you undress him?" Leopold asks. "That is super creepy."

"You did take his robe off, right? You said his face was beautiful. Was he a total studmuffin hot enough to melt butter?" asks Lacie. She is
full of questions, but Marsha had to tell them to hold on and it will all be answered.

"Yes Leo, I did find it a little creepy when the boy's mother sat down in a chair to watch. Yes Lacie, I did take the robe off of him. Now this
is how it went. The boy, Tobar, looked a little scared. He looked and acted shy like he's never been around a girl my age before. He said he
was fifteen, but with how young he looked and how he said only his mother undresses him, well I was wondering how true everything was.
I wondered if the kid had a learning disability and still had the mind of a child. The boy wasn't ready to take his robe off yet so I probed
him with some questions.

"Where do you go to school?"

"My mother teaches me."

"Where are your friends? Other kids your age?"

"There are no kids here. Everyone in this town is old."

So that explained a lot. Poor little Tobar had spent his life working in a bookstore in a town where he was the only kid. I suddenly felt
sorry for him. I wanted to give him some lessons only a girl like me could give him, and try not to think about the elephant in the room
sitting over near the corner with a sly devilish smile on her face. I did my best to put Begonia out of my mind. Young Tobar probably hasn't
even kissed a girl, maybe never even seen one naked before. How do I get a boy like that to loosen up?

"Tobar, would you like to play a game? What kind of games do you play?"

"Umm...I like to play make believe."

"Ohhh, that is a fun game. Well how about you pretend you are an animal. I want you to become a dog. Can you do that, be a dog?"

Tobar clapped his hands and jumped up and down a few times. The shy frown disappeared and was replaced by a toothy grin. Tobar got
down on his hands and knees, and he starts barking and wagging his behind like he's got a long tail. I pat Tobar on top of the head.

"Very good Tobar, but something isn't right. You are supposed to be a dog, right? Well... when was the last time you saw a dog wearing a robe?"

Tobar stops wagging his ass. He picks up his right hand, points it toward his robe. I tell him he's got to take the robe off if he's going to play
make believe with me. It was so strange talking to a boy my age like he's a seven year old. Tobar glances over at his mother and she nods
and tells him to take the robe off. Tobar stands up and he hesitates one last time. Then he unties his waist chord and the robe slips right off
of him.

The skin of Tobar's body was a perfect golden light brown, as if he's been sunning himself on the beaches of a Greek Island. All the other folks
in that town were a pale pasty white like they'd all seen a ghost. Tobar was well proportioned but not muscular. His nipples were wide and
pointy for a boy, and dark brown in color, looking like two large chocolate truffles on top of his creamy mocha colored chest. He looked as
tasty as a hot fudge sundae and I remember my mouth watering. As the robe slipped down to the floor I got a glimpse of his dick and he was
sticking up all the way. I'd never seen a penis that erect- -"

"How big was it?" Lacie asks. "Was Tobar as big as my brother? Bigger?"

"Let's see...I would say his dick was the same length as Leo's, but not as big around. It stood up more than your brother's dick does. Tobar's
balls hung down like crazy, really dangling. When he moved his balls swung back and forth and were always moving except when he was
perfectly still. Leo's sack is tighter on his crotch. Is your left nut still a little larger than the other one?"

"Will you two quit talking about my dick size and how much my balls hang down."

"Okay fine Leo, I'll stop comparing him to how you look...Now what else was there about him...oh yes, he hardly had any pubic hair. Only a small
patch of it that was thick and dark. The rest of his body was smooth. I didn't get a chance to look for long, as Tobar got back down on his
hands and knees. I patted him on the head again as I bent down to pick up his robe. I called him a nice little doggy and Tobar grinned, stuck
out his tongue and panted the way a dog does. I took the robe and handed it to his mother. Upon turning around he did something unexpected.
Tobar had followed right behind me, and when I turned around he stuck his face in my crotch. I froze, not knowing what to do as Tobar starts
sniffing. Tobar moves his face closer. His nose is pressing right below the zipper of my jeans.

"You're ovulating aren't you," Begonia said, and that just made my breath freeze up. "It's your time of the month. My son can sniff out your
fertility from across the room. You see it was all predetermined that you two should meet at this moment, a matter of fate."

Hearing words from his mother, Tobar moved around me to the chair, and he raised himself up on his knees. He pushed his face toward Begonia's
and he licked her face. For several seconds Tobar dog kissed his mother while she patted her son on the bare ass as she told him he was a
good boy and told him to go play with the nice girl. Finally, Tobar returned to the Persian rug in front of the fireplace and he rolled over on
his back, sticking his four "legs" up into the air.

"Ah, he wants a tummy rub," Begonia said. "All dogs love to have their tummies rubbed."

I stepped back to the dog boy lying on the rug. I knelt down and placed my hand on Tobar's tummy. I started rubbing my hand from his
ribs down just below his bellybutton. Tobar twisted back and forth sideways and moaned happy dog sounds. His erect dick was almost up
to his bellybutton and my hand brushed against the head. Well, we are here to play and go all the way, so I slid my hand further down and
stroked his dick.

Tobar stopped moving. He knew what was happening and he stopped to let me stroke and squeeze him. Maybe he realized for the first time
this was more than just play acting. Maybe his mother had rubbed him on the belly before, but now the guest girl is groping him and grabbing
him by the balls. As I cupped his balls in my hand, I tickled behind his sack with my finger tips. Suddenly his legs start kicking, going in circular
motions and he starts moaning again. It sure looked like he liked it so I kept tickling behind his balls. I doubled down by tweaking his nipples
with my other hand and...

"Take off your clothes girl," Begonia suddenly spoke out loud. "He's never seen a girl his age naked before. Take them off and let's see what
he does."

[Themarble]

This story continues to expand and I love it. The truth or dare game continuing is amazing and there is so much left as you said. Even if it is not halloween, I can't wait to see what spooky things are still in store with this story.

[TeenFan]

No guesses given for answering the trivia question: What literary influences can be found in Marsha's visit to the New England town?

Well, here is the answer.

Two books (and movies by same titles). From Stephen King.
Salem's Lot is a book about vampires in the town of Salem's Lot. That was the clue already given.

The bookstore, Needful Knowledge, is influenced by the book called "Needful Things".
In this story the Devil opens up a store in town. People want what they find in the store, but their money is only part of the price.
The other half of the purchase price is to do a "Favor", a task for the store owner. They are told to do some sort of crime or prank on
somebody else in town.
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With Chapter 19 having three parts with more to come, I changed it to Parts 19, 20, 21. with making note in parenthesis that each chapter is
part of the same turn in the game: Marsha telling a Truth.

[Trundle]

Another brilliantly written chapter. Manages to be both erotic and genuinely unsettling, especially the presence of Toba's Mother sat in the corner watching all this unfold.

I feel like Leopold and Lacie, hanging on every word Marsha says as she tells the story !