. now ... that’s a nightie! You wore that to bed last night? If so, who fucked you in it?” I teased my sweet mother about her baby doll nightie as...I dragged her into bed with me.“If I tell you, will that make you hornier?” Mom teased me back as she lifted her nightie and showed me the absence of panties in this case, “maybe get you to rise ... to the occasion? I woke you up for a reason, you know, and not just for breakfast.”“You want some of this, don’t you?” I stuck my tongue out at Mom and. So he was giving me some semblance of real life. That was nice and all, but ... why did he have to choose me, and not a girl? This was still fucked up beyond all belief. I brushed my teeth, then slipped the shoulders off of my outfit and scrubbed my armpits with deodorant. Someone had shaved them. Was it Master? On the sink was a razor, and I shaved myself meticulously. There was a tube of lipstick there, too. Oh, no. Was he expecting me to put it on? I took off the top and looked at myself in. His real name is Jeremy Todd, but with his thick lenses, prominent nose and receding chin ... well, you get the picture. Mole was one of the best forgers goin' until he tangled with some mob heavyweights over phony gold certificates. I owed him a favor so he asked me to help him do a fast fade.I made sure I wasn't bein' tailed and soon he was peering at the signatures, whistling through his teeth as he concentrated. I looked around at the basement where he lived thinking it was about as cozy as. I got up to go to the kitchen for some apple juice. Mikaylawasn't far behind me. For the past few days, she never left my side. Goodthing this was the summer, otherwise I would be in school and so wouldshe.I was really brave. I'm 12 years old. Practically a teenager. Our fatherleft us when Mikayla was only 2 years old. She doesn't even know who heis. Because he was gone, I was the man of the house. I had to protect herwhile mum was working. I know it sounds like babysitting, but she's mysister..