‘Because you love me.’ Flat, plain, no tone to her voice at all. ‘How do you know that?’ ‘You told me this morning, after you made love to...me.’ Monotone. ‘You were awake?’ Steven was puzzled, if she had been awake, she would have reacted to the pain. ‘No not then. But I saw it all after. I felt different when I woke up, so I looked into the past to see why.’ Still toneless. He wondered if she was in a trance now. He knew that she had emotions…he had witnessed them. ‘You can see the past. It was very shapely, if small. Her asshole was tinted slightly darker than pink, and was a smooth large muscular ring. She was not interested in having my cock in it, but in it would go. After licking her pussy to several shuddering orgasms, and fucking it till it was sloppy and gaping open. I rolled her onto her belly and lubed up my cock. She immediately knew what I wanted and said "No! Please not my ass. Anything but that, please." I took that into consideration as I rested the head of my. You love Grace. Let her love you. I give you my blessing.’ She did not need to add that she expected discretion from the two of us, that went without saying.”Aunt Grace leaned close to kiss Father again.“Your father honored his promise to your mother, Amélie, Gérard. I do not think even the servants knew of our relationship while she was still alive.”It was probably the brandy that emboldened Amélie to ask the question she and Gérard had wondered about.“What about Sandrine, Father?”Father and. With no telephone and noanswering machine getting up was a nice feeling. Nomessages to have to check for and no television toupdate him on the world’s latest propaganda. Dave laythere on his back with his arms under head thinking ofeverything that had happened the day before and sighed. The sun coming through the drapes was nice but not thebrilliant white of a bright summer’s day… closer tothe cooler light of early autumn. He dragged his assout of bed still in his gitch and.