You see her death as untimely, but I see it has the early metamorphosis of someone we loved turning back into a part of the universe around us. I know...this sounds like just a science lecture, but I’m hoping that everyone can understand and will realize that even if someone dies, whether it be our fault or an event destined by time itself, they will always exist, they are nothing less than what they were when they were alive, even if we can’t see them that way. Even if my mother is dead, I am. ” I commanded. “But I want you to go on your hands and knees.” I amended with a smirk.“Yes, master” came her meek reply. I admired her lovely tight ass swaying in front of me as we made our way to her bedroom, where I would soon be defiling her.“Get on the bed with your ass in the air. Keep your face down and your eyes locked on your bed.” I ordered. While she was getting in position I rifled through her drawers until I found what I needed. I stretched her hands in front of her and tied. What about my sister? There was a possibility. Mum and dad were taking a trip with my sister - I had declined to accompany them citing my potions complexity. They accepted that, requiring regular notifications and the occasional visit from my aunty who had a daughter - my 9 year old cousin. She was quite pretty.So my parents left. Things were going even better than expected. Everything was on track. The potion was doing what it was meant to and I was well prepared for each step. Then my aunty. ”It is still dark and Adam is certain that Wyatt would not see him driving the truck down to his cabin. He notices that the sun is just coming up over the tree. Today is technically a day off on the farm, but there are a few minor chores that still need to get done, like feeding the animals. It won’t take too long. He looks to see if there are any lights on in the house. Paula is getting picked up at the motel by her friend Debbie, so he assumes that she will come straight home. His only worry.