Or turned on.One thing for sure though, Buffy is not a good replacement for mom! You know, when mom died, Buffy became my legal guardian - she is supp...sed to protect me! Letting me get tortured by an ex-vengeance demon was bad enough, but now I am chained and locked up all alone with a batshit crazy vampire ho. How many people has she killed again?!I mean, really sis, what the hell were you thinking?! That lady from Child Protective Services was right: You are *not* fit to be my legal. Bidding Seth stay where he was and not wander off, she made her way through the throng to where Thomas Wheelwright stood with his leashed wife at his side, looking at Magdalen in her pen. The two were deep in converse, Thomas's wife doing most of the talking. It was obvious what she was about, and Elizabeth hung back until she saw Thomas give a little shrug of acceptance. Magdalen need not worry; Thomas Wheelwright's farm would be her home if she could find no other. Elizabeth soon completed. As it was now a couple of sizes too small for her, a spectacular amount of cleavage was on view. She looked at herself admiringly in the mirror. What's it like having a sexy mum, she asked. I'm the luckiest boy alive, I replied. Mmm, I think you are, she said.I had decided to go by bus, as it was a Saturday, and parking was a problem. A frequent route stops near her house. So I helped mum downstairs and we walked to the stop. When the bus came and mum got on, the driver did a. --Just as I was about to kiss her and say thank you for the present, the doorbell rang.“Who’s that?” I asked. I didn’t know if she was expecting anyone.“It’s probably Henri,” she said casually, “He doesn’t think about calling upfront. He just shows up.”Elise answered the Parlophone and pressed the door opener to let him in.--I had heard about Henri, but I’d never seen him before. He was tall, with light brown hair and blue eyes, and was built like a rugby player. I immediately felt intimidated.