By the end of June, it was believed he was dead and he wasn’t coming back. Vicki returned to Duckworth to live with her mother and run the flower sh...p there. Her blue eyes lost their sparkle and she wore her hair pulled back. She dressed plain and simple, like the rest of the women of Duckworth and she didn’t light up a room because there wasn’t a reason too. Aaron never saw her standing there. The two of them collided violently. Only his quick reflexes kept them upright as he grabbed Vicki. "I know this is where I'm supposed to say something witty - but I am just so stunned and happy - I hope I'm not calling you too late." No, I just got home a bit ago. I have to fix something to eat later but that can wait,"she said her soft voice sounding so warm and nice."Jennie," I said, feeling slightly more confident now."I have a wonderful idea. Why don't you let me drive over and pick you up? Then the two of us can come back over here to my place. I'll fix you a delicious supper?" Well.... "This is the cock that you will learn to love, crave and desire. This cock belongs to the Sir who you will obey and who will be fucking you in ways that you've not yet known."She just knelt there and while gently starring, leaned in closer to give the head a little kiss.She never saw my open hand swinging toward her face. The SLAP startled her and her eyes welled-up as she leaned back and looked up at me."You are never to speak" I explained "until spoken too and you are never to initiate any. The ice between us was broken and I knew that now I could take liberties with my mother without feeling scared or shy. I lay on my bed, thinking what’s going to happen now. I was in seventh heaven and closed my eyes and soon fell asleep with sweet images of my mother’s naked body and big breasts and thunder thighs and hairy armpits. I took bath again and got into a fresh pyjama and shirt. She called me to the kitchen for lunch. I stepped into the kitchen and sat down. She had also taken her.