I’m so, so, so sorry.”I was hiding in Noah’s cocoon but I turned my head and looked at her over Noah’s embracing arms. “I would never… I�...ll never tell anyone, I promise. I’m so stupid!” Nichole pleaded. I could only look at her with deep hurt and humiliation on my face. “I’ll get my stuff and go. I’m so, so sorry.” Nichole said as she turned to leave.It was Noah who spoke up. “Nicky.” he said sympathetically. “Where are you going to go, huh? Just stay the night. We can sort the rest out. When he started kissing his way down to them, Yvette had known that she would soon have her son’s penis inside her.She had moaned with pleasure, and then had undone his belt and pants. Soon he had been standing between her legs, his pants round his ankles, letting his mother stroke his hard penis.“Put it in me Steve. Pull my panties down and fuck me.”As she lay in bed she remembered what a relief it had been to finally say that to him.She had lifted herself off the bench to let her son pull her. Earlier that evening the two women had been in the sitting room of the flat overlooking the garden, the late evening sun gilding the leaves on the trees. They had had a glass of wine each as they unwound from their separate, busy days. Friday evenings were their close time, their period of togetherness, reserved exclusively for each other. She had looked at her Mistress as she sipped the wine. The gun metal full skirt that spread around her thighs on the seat. The pale blue silk blouse, open. Then my father told him, "Why should you work for free?" And Jacob saidhe would work seven years for Rachel. I nearly died when I overheardtheir bargain. I ran to my room and sobbed.Rachel was there. It took a long time and her prodding before I toldher. I didn't want her to know what I felt for Jacob.After a while, she said she had an idea. If I knew what she was going todo, I would have stopped her. The next day Laban came to me and told mehe was going to marry me to him. I was.