‘ A full painting can take considerable time and effort, but it doesn’t take me long to dash off a quick sketch. A talent I developed while conval...scing. Giving it a final check before passing it over for the farmer’s consideration I saw I’d drawn him and the twins a touch pedestrian and stereotypical, but the girl Thanksbe’s gamine features fair leapt off the page in a way that was far beyond my usual standard. I made a mental note to think later about why. He took the sketch from me and. He will never have towork again, he'll be taken care of and live a pampered life of luxury fromnow on. He knows that and has had the opportunity to leave of his ownaccord at every step in this process," Richard reasoned."He left once remember? But oh, yes. Back at another crummy job, wastinghis true talents, the dingy cold apartments the baloney sandwiches, themacaroni and cheese dinners. And you know what I like too don't you. Weboth well remember the vintage housewives of yesteryear. "So? I have sexual needs too! And you need to understand that. That's why it's so much more fun when you're around. I get to teach you a lesson and get my brains fucked out at the same time!" She giggled."Oh," my mom added, "Blake's coming for dinner tonight, so make sure you're there."I grunted angrily and headed back to my room. A few hours passed in which I tried to forget about my mom's nymphomania. However, dinner came around soon, so I headed out into the kitchen.Mom was out there,. I canassure you that she'll never babysit you again.Now let's get you upstairs and changed, that nappy smells ripe."Jonathan's step mother led him upstairs, helping him because the druggedmilk had taken its toll and he struggled to waddle up the steps. Shetook him into his nursery and laid him on the changing mat, pulled downhis rubber panties and undid the soiled nappy. She gazed at hisartificial 'front' and commented, "After today that will be real."Jonathan gave a shudder of fear but also.