"She waved a sheet of paper in front of my face which I snatched from herto look at. It was in my fathers handwriting and basically said she hadthe au...hority to punish me for disobedience. It also mentioned that hehad contacted the constable, school and a couple other authoritiesnaming her as my legal guardian while he and my mother were gone."Now march into the dining room and eat your dinner I brought for you,"she snapped, grabbing the note from my sweaty grip. "It's getting cold."I stared at. Slowly she settled down from her orgasm and pushed me away. Then she got up and asked me to dress up!!I was surprised as I was expecting to fuck her. She saw the disappointment on my face and said it was time to pick her daughter and she will surely fuck me next time if I be a good boy and obey her. I understood and started wearing my clothes. She sat opposite me and was observing me wearing my clothes.After I finished she told me, go get my clothes and help me dress up! I was happy to help. I couldn’t, I wouldn’t go until it was all done, until I was damn well ready. ‘But I’m not done yet…’ I whispered to myself through dry and chapped lips. ‘What’s not done yet?’ a soft voice asked. ‘William…? Life, and all sorts of things related to living…’ I whispered softly in answer. ‘So tell me?’ William said, also in a whisper ‘I can help…’ ‘You’ve got two strong arms… so you can help…’ I whispered back, attempting a small smile. ‘Well, the spirit is willing at least,’ he answered with a. In her youth, she had become impregnated, and now was the mother of a young lad of only fourteen. Pedro Nicolas Quirino was his given name, I remember him well. He followed me around like I was covered in honey and he was a fly.“One day when I was sent to hang the wash to dry in the back part of the gardens, Pedro followed me. He was constantly asking me questions about my womanhood and when I thought he might gain the manly gift of pleasuring a woman as his own Patron does.‘Pedro’ I told him,.