“There’s something else I want, Jenna. I want you at her Christening, I want you to be her godmother.”Tears were now streaming down my face, and...I struggled to pull myself together and get my emotions in check. “It would be my honor, honey.”“And none of this penciling in bullshit. I want you there and I’m serious.”“Keep me up to date, okay? I’ll drop whatever I have to and I’ll be there, I swear that to you,” I said seriously.“Thank you, it means a lot to me.”“Of course.”There were a few more. I would tease her telling her I would change her mind about that one of these days. She would laugh and tell me I could have any girl my own age I wanted; I didn't need some old lady.One stormy day I walked in to the gym at my normal time and said hi to Mary, she was looking amazing as usual in a pair of extra short shorts."You're lucky I like you, my boss called and said I didn't have to open today with the storms coming in."Feeling a little guilty I replied, "I'll make it quick so you can go. Little sister began to adore me to the point that Andrea showed her jealousy by trying to keep us apart. The big miracle was little brother, Sheridan, who began to accept me as one he could come to for help and assistance when his father was not available. They all seemed to make room for me to be a part of the family.There was a problem with my spending my week-ends with the Logins...my mother. On more than one Saturday or Sunday I came home to find her drunk. I searched everywhere but. He tied the collar which said CUNT around Trudy’s neck and the one with SLUT around Amy’s neck.“From now onwards you will have this collar around your neck whenever you are in this house,” he ordered them “You will be called CUNT,” he pointed at Trudy “And you will be called SLUT,” he looked at Amy“Thank You for the gift Master,” Amy said gratefully“Now let us talk about our situation with Anissa. Does he know about all this? Is she cool with everything going around here?” he asked Trudy“No.