She looked really pretty but I genuinely never had any hot feelings for her. So we got settled, mama spoke to me casually about the family and other s...uff and soon after everyone left for their jobs, schools, etc. It was afternoon and we were watching TV in the living room. Mami started a conversation involving movies, games, actors and stuff. She asked me who was my favourite actress.I told her that I found Alia very Hot (as a slip of tongue I literally uttered Hot) realising that I. So I suspect her without good cause or substantial reason.It was a little thing. I walked into the kitchen while my wife Doris— actually Deloris but no one uses her full Christian name— was talking on the phone. On all prior occasions, she would have continued ignoring my presence, but this time she hung right up and seemed nervous. Later that evening I asked to borrow her phone to call for the pizza that I had persuaded her to have for dinner. We no longer have a house phone a little economy. ‘Did you know about this?’ Tyler asked, referring to the papers. ‘Not until after. Your mother has no case, Cancer isn’t from being incompetent,’ Greg said, rolling his eyes. ‘Why is she doing this?’ Lily asked. ‘I have no idea. How’s Mia feeling?’ Greg wanted to know. ‘The Chemo isn’t too bad this time, and her bone marrow still looks good,’ Lily said with a smile. ‘Doctor Harper said that she should rebound very well,’ Tyler added. ‘That’s wonderful,’ Greg said with a wide grin. -2 weeks. Only after he had finished bathing me properly soaping, rinsing and drying my pussy and arse, probing his fingers into the holes and making sure I was properly cleaned and suitably frustrated, did he speak.“The Master knew that you would ask for this soon.” Said Bart in a matter-of-fact voice.“How?” I asked in amazement.“Sir Imer is very insightful.” Said Bart, in the same tone. “He knew that you would start to be curious about the rest of the castle, and the grounds. He knew that you would.