He keeps it on silent, but listens for messages at set times -- after lunch and after dinner, for example. There were several messages. The third one ...as from his mother.“Hello, darling. Happy anniversary. Now remember to set your alarm for four o’clock. Leave yourself a note to listen to this again. Dress in a suit, take plenty of money, and pick up Beverly at work. Take her out to a nice restaurant to celebrate your anniversary. Love you both.”He looked ashamed. I tried to look stern, but. "Yeah. What are you doing after school tonight?" Nothing much. What about you?" Nothing. Want to come over to my place?" Uh, no thanks," Keri grinned."What's the matter? Don't want my grandfather feeling you up again?" Not really." He's just a horny old man, that's all." Let him feel you up then." Why don't we go to your place and watch the satellite?" If you want," Keri sighed."I think your place is cool." Please. I live in a junk yard."Amy shrugged. "So the view isn't much. It's still a nice. She had no doubt that if he ordered her to dress up like a common brothel whore and service the Men, hounds and Steeds of winterfell for money like gutter trash,she would have done so. She had fallen in love with his cock and she knew it. And this wouldn't be the last time he sired his bastards on her, this she knew.Sansa had taken to ordering Catelyn about in private. Her own mother! And strangely enough, Catelyn obeyed."Think of it as payment. Those are my children you're carrying. The seed. "Let's tell them everything. This way if they don't want to join, we can just end it right here. Personally, I think they are going to both agree once we fill them in."Okay," Molly laughed. "This is so exciting!" If they join, maybe we could start them out easy—why not have them scuffle and pull hair for the guys as part of their initiation. Maybe even some light slapping if it was done in fun." Maybe wearing nighties with just their panties or maybe no panties... The guys would really like.