Somehow I just knew that everyone around me would know what I had done with my mother. Fuck, I wasn't about to tell them, but somehow I just knew. But... maybe I would find some girl to be with, if things did not go like they usually did when I tried to find a girlfriend. Anyway, Jennifer was my girlfriend before she left. I couldn't just forget that. I didn't know what to do.The confused part I mentioned not only had to do with my relationship (or lack of) with Jennifer, but also mom. Since dad. Yes, I know all her personal details. Because I didn’t just lust her it was something much more than mere lust. I call her didi even now after all this. I have described in my previous story how I met her. How she became a good friend to my mom. She was just the perfect maid anyone would want to have for their home. She was punctual, she was clean herself and she used to do all her chores at the best.She was not a good friend just to my mom but to me as well. she is a good lady. She used to. And everywhere their were bodies; the slaughtered carcasses of livestock and people littered the grounds; men with spears in their hands, men shielding their wives, women protecting their children. And the bodies of children, who had been running for their lives.The sight was more than either could bear to witness, and they clung to one another in horrified silence."Do you see who's missing?" asked Jaide in a shaky voice, after more time passed than either could count."Who?" The girls. And the. Kingston," I growl.He lifts himself from the desk chair and struts his way over to me. His breathtaking blue eyes look down at me and his fingers caress my jaw. "Tell me, Naomi, when is the last time your husband pleasured your beautiful body?"I raise my hand to slap him, but he grabs it and pushes me back against the door. His right hand gently holds my throat, he leans his body next to mine, and the heated attraction between us becomes overwhelming. I soon feel a wetness between my legs."You.