"No, we were just deciding we were going to name the kid Jessica She-Devil Kelleher."Jessie grinned at him. "So, I'm going to have a Goddaughter, am I..." Yes you are," Sophia confirmed."Cool. You're not really going to name her Jessica, are you?"Sophia grinned. "Probably not. We've joked about that forever." Good. You don't want to give the poor kid a name that's too hard to live up to, you know." Of course," Warren grinned."Nah, you're going to be the godmother," Sophia said, "you don't get all. I got to alex’s house, and found drew being a dumb ass in a tree 2 stories high about to jump on to a trampoline. he did it and hurt his leg pretty bad ad we were in for the rest of the night. i met alex’s mom, she was a very nice lady. she made us eggs in the middle of the night. witch i love. later that night we were all in alex’s room playing truth or dare. and we spun an old IBC root beer bottle that we found under alex’s bed. i went first it landed on alex and i asked him if he ever. Now, my dear old Mum's biggest fault, is that she can be easy going, and rarely closed the door to her sewing room fully.Sitting at our kitchen table, you could easily see all that was going on in there, not that I had needed to do so prior to this, as most of Mum's work was for older people or really young c***dren. YUK!It just so happened that Ken was also here that day, and we both got treated to seeing Sandy strip off her skirt in full view. Mum must have heard us in the kitchen and pushed. Sukie stood beside her holding a leash that ran to Rachel's collar.I sat down at the table. Somehow I felt I should let Sukie or Rachel make the first move. Sukie led Rachel towards the table."The slave Rachel wishes to speak, Sir," Sukie said.I felt that the situation demanded formality and a firm tone. She wouldn't need questions now. Maybe that could come later. "Approach slave," I said, beckoning to her and noticing that she seemed pleased by being addressed that way. "Say what you have.