Me-what happened, aunty?I had already guessed she was yet again yelled at the night before or this morning.Her-nothing beta, here’s your onion..Me-t...anks aunty,..are you sure you’re ok?Her-yes yes don’t worry about me, and she smiled, she looked so hot when she smiled, I only could think oh god show me a way, how do I fuck this woman!!After that I returned to my home and days passed with formal noddings and light chat between me and her.Then one time, at night, when I was studying, I heard. "On second thought, we'll do something else first." I crashed the pommel of the knife down on his right testicle and smashed it into the floor. Out came the smelling salts, again.When Hugo rejoined me, I said, "Now, the left one." I smashed his left testicle with the knife handle and used the smelling salts. Once I was sure that he was fully awake, I cut off his cock, but left it nailed to the floor."Hugo, you may think that there is nothing else that I can do to you, but you are dead wrong!. ?Don’t think I haven’t thought about it,? she had answered in a way I found encouraging. ?In fact, the only thing stopping me from doing just that is the bastard would enjoy it.??As I just suggested, Suzanna: not necessarily,? I told her as we lay on her bed while he was out on yet another of the long walks he had taken to having rather than bear the coldness and silence of his wife as she ‘thought things through’. A thought process that had taken over two weeks already. ?Just because he. But keep fucking with me about it if you want to. And you will be out of a job, and trying to pay me to leave you alone. Remember what I said the other day, bring a challenge and you are out permanently! I meant it then and I for damn sure mean it now! And this includes your spouse and children as well. Let’s be very clear you are either going to embrace this as we widows have and treat it as business as usual, or you are not, thus you will be gone! As I won’t be looking to see who did or.