"See you Christmas Day then," he replied as I left.Well, at least I would be warm for a couple of days. I might even get a bath and a change of clothe....***Christmas Eve was one of the worst I can remember. The room seemed smaller than usual as well as damper. I was certainly more depressed. It is at this time of year that I missed my family most. I don't usually let it get to me, but... Even in this shithole I can hear people enjoying themselves. It just reinforces my sense of loss. I cry. I enter and place the tray down over his legs while he still sleeps.Then I open the curtains, step to the side of his bed, and wish him"Good morning Master". His eyes flicker, he looks up and me and smiles."Good morning Conchita," he replies, as he pulls himself up to eat."This looks very appetizing, good work." Thank you Master. It is nothing." Not at all Conchita. You're coming along famously. I can't imagineanother maid taking your place."I cannot help but blush. He enjoys playing games. Our folks are out so come on over.”I slipped through the back yard and went to the family room. Sis and Bud were there. She had on a robe and I bet nothing else.“So you think you can satisfy a horny broad?”I took up the challenge, “Won’t know until we try!”She grinned, clearly enjoying herself, “If it makes you feel any better I’ve taught a few guys how to do it my way.”“Lead on then!”As she leaned over to take my hand, a tit fell out of her robe. I noticed how Bud stared at it. She led me to. Chrissy needs to know." Well I kiss them ... and touch them..." He didn't add, "if they'll let me." Okay then, get to it. Show her what boys do."Bobby couldn't cope with the stress. He was trying to be two people at the same time.About then Chrissy tipped her head up and whispered in his ear, "Aren't you going to kiss me Bobby?" She was trying to call someone's bluff too.So Bobby kissed her. In his confusion, he kissed her like he'd kiss any girl. Definitely not like he'd kiss his sister. But.