As we broke our embrace, something funny occurred to me and I asked, "So now I'm a certified motherfucker, what do we do now?"Mum grinned naughtily th...n replied, "Well, as your mother, I'd say you'll just have to keep pleasing me."She laughed and headed towards the kitchen. I followed her where she made breakfast and we sat, ate and talked about our new relationship.Looking back it was the first time I'd seen Mum as happy in months. She admitted to me about how much she had missed having sex,. She’d get so turned on now by fighting and arguing with her Mother that Monique would start ranting at the most tedious of things. She knew her Mum would bite, especially if she said anything about the twins, and the argument would begin. Always ended the same way too – Monique in her bedroom masturbating furiously to images of her Mum in her mind on the floor at her total mercy. Crying, blubbering mess, apologizing for making Monique’s life hell and offering to do anything she possibly could. Once at school, their friends quickly came over to say happy birthdaybefore she went down the side path that led to the juniors."Come on, cheer up," said Lisa. "You're 9 today!" I know, but having a party early has this effect," said Sandra."See you later sis," said Jessica."Will do," said Sandra.With just over a week before the Easter holidays, they found themselvesdoing pictures of Easter bunnies and painting hard boiled eggs. The truemeaning of Easter was mentioned, but not much.That job was. I placed the washcloth on his abdomen and started cleaning him up slowly, then moved down between his legs and wiped the cum off, then turned the washcloth over and very gingerly wrapped it around his now semi flaccid member and cleaned it up slowly. He gasped a bit, and I asked if that was OK and he just looked down at what I was doing, so I took this as a Yes and just continued until he was nice and clean. I always liked taking care of him and even if this was a very strange way to take care.