. What had become of her baby?There was movement at her foot of the bed, and a strange creature arose. It had a black hood, rather like the night-wing...she had around herself, but this hood was not alive. It had been sewn, and fitted tightly around the creature's head and eyes. All Tsanja could see of it that looked alive was the lower part of its face, its red lips.Tsanja contemplated it with a sense of horror. It could be a Felthing, Tsanja supposed, but what was it doing here?It hissed. ” And a kiss.A tall stack of pancakes was set in front of me, all heart-shaped.“Thank you Penelope Erin.”“Happy Birthday, Daddy.” And another kiss.Another plate full of pork sausage patties, all heart-shaped was set out next.“Thank you Paula Erin.”“Happy Birthday, Daddy.” And one more kiss.A mug of hot chocolate and a huge glass of grapefruit juice followed.“Thank you Genevieve Lynn.”“Happy Birthday, Father.” And another kiss, with a tear. Father?Utensils and napkins were set out for me.“Thank. ‘Yes Adam,’ she said as he took her hand. ‘What time do you expect William?’ he asked, wondering if there was any chance of some form of sex with Jayne before her nephew arrived. The situation was hopeful. Jayne diplomatically pulled her hand away. ‘Adam there is something you need to know.’ ‘And what may that be Jayne?’ ‘I told you earlier, that he is not blood didn’t I?’ ‘Yes Jayne, yes you did.’ ‘I also told you that William needed to be part of your discretion didn’t I?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘And have. ’ I responded with a soft moan. ‘Right, stand up! It’s time for your chores. I want you to empty these shelves and clean them, then put the books and CDs back in order.’ I stood and curtsied. ‘Yes, mistress.’ Marci returned to her computer while I emptied the shelves, remembering to always bend from the waist. Marci watched for a while, enjoying the sight of my stocking tops and arse being displayed like that, then got down to looking through her collection of porn on the computer. .