" There won't be a next time," I thought."This is the contract I have used for my maids." She pointed at somesheets of paper to one side of her. "But ...t is not suitable for you, soI have re written it." Contract!" I squeaked.I just wanted to go, what the hell was this contract? So she could beatme when the hell she felt like it?"Yes, I want you tied into a contract so I can show my niece what youagreed whenever I feel like it."I stared at her in shock."NN N no, I I cant I I , please Aunty,. He called up the geographic display from his combat computer and a moment later a map of the terrain was superimposed on his view through the combat goggles. The map was extremely detailed and very accurate, composed from years of satellite digitals and radar imagery of this most active hot zone. The location of every one of his men — information that was provided by GPS links on their computers and radio linked to his own — was represented as green dots. The location of the enemy position —. After which Peter had then dispatched Caroline to live in the luxury apartment he also owned, very close to the school at which she now worked ... when not doing so for Peter, whose thoughts then briefly turned toward the head teacher Sarah Bennet, whose agreement she take on Caroline Dixon as a trainee teacher had come with the proviso Peter allow the tubby head teacher to spank and use the delicious Caroline Dixon in the way she would have loved to have done with her mother Catherine, all. “Mom, let’s go,” I said.“Shortly, Ricky.”“No Mom, right now. I have a date in a while.”Mom looked at the other women and with arched eyebrows said, “My son has a date. I guess I can’t keep him waiting.”The entire gaggle of hens tittered and chuckled at my obvious embarrassment. Mom let me lead her away by the hand.“Ricky, slow down. You would think you were going to get laid or something,” Mom said still grinning at me.“Mom, when we get home can you go upstairs and leave us alone?”“Certainly,”.