Saliva began to accumulate in my mouth as my jaw literally hung open…I didn’t try to conceive as to why my mother was lying naked on her own bed w...th her door open, I was too amazed by her giant pink marsh mallows to care. I was standing in the doorway just staring at her, but that’s when I noticed the empty bottles of beer scattered allover the bedroom floor, there must have been a dozen altogether…I had no idea she drunk, especially so much….this was all too much for me to take in..I had to. The look of surprise on his face was only exceeded by the look on François'."Why... ?" That bastard raped..." I was about to say Woody's wife, but did not want Mimi finding out that Woodrow Allen had been married, at least not until after the birth of her child, so quickly changed it to " ... my house maid, then cut her throat. I shall do the same for the other man with de La Zouche. As for the Colonel, I will contrive something special for him."I kicked the body of the man I had just killed,. I wanted him. I wanted him in me.When he took his finger out, I felt empty. I wanted more. I wanted fullness. "Please, Tony, please fuck me."He put the head of his cock against my asshole and pushed in. It was excruciating. "Oh, shit," I said, "Just... wait... keep it in me, but let me get used to it... oh." It felt huge inside of me. I felt like he was splitting me open. My ass was throbbing but wouldn't you know, I wanted more."Can you take it, bitch?" he asked. Him calling me "bitch". It’s whatever. I don’t want to care about it. I get why I need to stop, but it just helped me overall. It does suck because it costs a lot, and I know you judge me for it.”“No, I don’t, don’t worry.” I soothed her.“I know you do.” she fired back with some heat. We met eyes and I could see behind the anger, a girl whose trust I’d broken before pleading with me not to lie to her, never to lie to her again. I had to admit, I’d fallen into the habit of telling her what I thought she wanted to hear.