She`s not much for going out, since dad died 8 years ago, they classify her as agra… some bloody thing, she`s not had a single night out, or day for...that matter or shown an interest in any other men, or having women friends for that matter, other than my aunt, who lives with us, and been more or less a recluse. Her one contact with the outside world being my aunty Reenie her younger sister, another big woman, just about to have her 50th birthday, still single, and who lives on the small profit. I sobbed into my hands. Mary was right to leave me. I never should have told her to love me. I never should have told her to fuck me, or destroy her relationship with her boyfriend. I brought her nothing but betrayal and pain. How did you do that to someone you loved. The guilt threatened to swallow my soul.I snorted in derision. My soul. What did that matter, it wasn't even mine anymore. I sold it for these power. And one day with my powers and this was the result. I fucked up badly. I was an. ?You bitch, go make me coffee!!? Christopher ordered Jason’s mom.?Yes Master!!? Jason’s mom responded in an exhaustive used-up tone.?And you bitch, go make me some fried eggs!!? Christopher ordered Jason’s aunt.?Yes Master!!? Jason’s aunt responded, by exhaling.Afterwards, all four of them were sat down by the dining table. Jason was just sipping his hot chocolate drink quietly. His mom and aunt stared at the dining table. Christopher was happily eating his breakfast. ?Man. Put everything in order... just like I thought it should be..." she started telling be between sobs. "I tried to do everything as good as possible..." I know," I answered, and for the first time I looked around. The room looked like new, everything was shiny, clean and at the right place. "Thank you! You did a great job!" And telling her this, I squeezed a little bit her hand, to give her confidence. Her small hand was still trembling, and that is when I realized that I was thing about this.