Sharing an air mattress with your middle-aged mother, on the floor of your sister and brother-in-law's empty spare bedroom, was awkward enough. Having...been caught with my hand in the proverbial cookie jar was downright humiliating."Are you done for the night honey?" Matter a factly stated."Jeez mom!" I was thankful for the dark, if only because I knew my cheeks were turning bright red from the way they burned hot.Here was the strict disciplinarian that I grew up with, a thin petite woman with. I turned on the cold water and plugged the orange-stained sink. When it had finally filled, I plunged my head into its frigid sanctuary and soaked it there until I couldn’t hold my breath any longer. I then pulled my face back up, in a little less pain and slightly more refreshed, grabbed a washcloth from the vanity and soaked it in the water. I rubbed the cool wet cloth along my neck as I leaned on the basin with my left hand and sighed. ‘You’re supposed to be dead,’ croaked a voice from. " I love you, too, Bobby," she whispered."Tell Fancy you will not protect her from me."Jane Marie hesitated, which was not a surprise for I was asking her to do something she had never done. Had I thought she would not do it, I would not have asked."Fancy, you are Master Robert's slave and you will obey his every word. I myself will whip you if you displease him," she said strongly.Hearing Jane Marie's words, Fancy swooned to lie prostrate on the floor."You two take Fancy to my room. Patience,. ‘Oh!!’ I exclaimed. ‘Quick, Paul. Take me to bed. I want that thick engorged cock in me. Not to mention all your spunk in there too. Thank God for the Pill, I say!’ Paul and I spent the night together in absolutely unbelievable bliss. We both knew now that we were madly in love with each other and probably always had been. This night would be just the beginning of our time together and we knew that we must endeavour to spend as much time in each other’s company as was humanly possible having.