"So, what's the verdict?" Debbie asked."We'll pose, but you have to bring that paining back in here so we can see the new, um ... enhanced, version of...the painting Mrs. D," Peter explained."Oh, that's a relief. You guys had me so worried. I promise I'll fetch it after we get done posing." Actually, I've got another question." Peter stated.Debbie's eyes bulged. "Are you two trying to give me a heart attack?" Well, no. However, I can't figure out why you want to paint me with a hard on pointed at. We had us a swimming pool behind the house and it was a bitch to clean.Rose and I decided to nominate Josie to tend to the daily care and cleaning of the pool just to keep her occupied and out of trouble. Every morning I would see her down there in her one piece swimsuit that she was issued for the swimming team and she would be cleaning the pool and clearing the drains of leaves and other debris like a good little girl working her ass off to please her Auntie Rose in her submissive manner that. ”“Who is the Mufah Taluh Manu?” Mousey asked.He laughed slightly. “Manu means little,” he said. “And Taluh means great or powerful. My father was Mufah Taluh. I’m just Mufah Manu.” He swallowed hard, obviously holding back great emotion, then he said, “He left on one of the stolen ships we use to take the dust out into the stable world and sell it. He thought he could find... or create... the Taluh Manu.”“The great-little?” Barney sputtered.“It’s an idiom,” Mufah Manu replied. “In galaxy. Anyway, Sarah, my dear, sweet baby girl, be a darling and ask the next round of questions, will you?” Tricia piped in, kissing our daughter on the lips, but more in a familial than a romantic or sexual way.Sarah replied to that by inserting a bit of tongue in her mother’s mouth, leaving no question that she found Tricia physically attractive as well as a wonderful mother, and answering, “For you, Mom, or Mum, if you will, absolutely! Oh, and Mama?”“Yes, dear?” Tricia asked her.“When I turn.