Slipping you into the oversized bathrobe id had warming on the radiator I take your hand and lead you into the living room. Sitting down I put a cushi...n on my lap for your head as you lay down beside me. My hand runs through your hair as you settle and the years literally drain from your face. “You’re such a good boy for mummy aren’t you. My sweet sweet angel. Mummy loves you so much”“I love you too mummy. I am are good boy aren’t I?” Even your voice is different, younger and softer, like the. But he got to watch her eat and watch her study and watch her soap herself in the shower. She teased him about his erection.“So, how many men have watched you shower without getting hard?” He asked.“Showers? I’ve never shared a shower with a male before, but I used to bathe in the same tub with a male, and he didn’t get hard.” That sounded damn suspicious.“What age male?”“I stopped when I was eight,” she said. “That would have made Peter not yet five.” Well, her four-year-old brother. He was. She inched closer to Little Fox and lowered her voice. "I love working for you," she said. "Getting up and going to my job isn't really work. I get along with just about everyone. It's so nice to work at the most important mansion in the world."Little Fox smelled the other woman's perfume and it was intoxicating to her. "Just exactly what do you do?" she asked, not rattled at all. Since that day when she realized that she was truly Little Fox, she felt she could handle just about anything and. We talked about our paid jobs, how we planned to send our kids to college, and all things fire related. And as we got closer I reluctantly talked about the abuse in my marriage and Jake told me of his relationship gone sour because of details too lengthy to list. It was nice to have someone to confide in who I trusted to keep my issues between us. One thing that attracted me to Jake is that I couldn’t get enough of his smile and the way he’s always so playful with me. None of the men I worked.