You had to do what you felt wasright. I'm grateful you took such good care of me," I told her as I slidmy arms around her to give her a hug.My mother ...ugged me back before saying, "Thank you honey."To break up this melancholy mood my aunt said."That's enough of talkingabout the past. You both have new lives ahead of you and it's time youboth start living them. Sara honey would you give Sandy a hand with dinnerwhile your mother and I get changed. I have a meeting I need to go totonight and your. There's an old chapel there. It's a bit spooky, actually because there are tombs built into the walls and an altar and everything, but it's not used for holy things anymore. We are going to bring lanterns and candles and something to play music and some special things to drink. (I am sorry if this is all a bit disjointed. When Tabbi left, things became very disconnected, and I really wasn't expecting to be made so unhappy so unexpectedly. Now I feel pleased for Tabbi. She will be able to enjoy. God... p-pleeeasse!”“Slave,” said Quentin severely, “you spat upon your Master. That is a serious offence. So you are going to be punished for it. Any repetition, and you will be punished more severely... ”“NO... OOOOOOOO!”“Also, slave, while you are being punished, realise it is a mild punishment compared with those you can get... ”“NO... OOOOOOOOO!”“... if you misbehave... if you disobey... “ Quentin was looking down at his victim... seeing her luscious hindquarters thrusting up towards him.. If I didn't come up with something good, fast, I was cooked. I opted for the truth, or at least a near-truth."Honey, I'm sure you've noticed your mother has been letting herself go a bit, haven't you?" Well, maybe, but you're supposed to love her anyway. What if I told her about this?" Sweetheart, I do love her — that's why I'm here right now, and was doing what I was doing — it was for her. You know your father wasn't too nice to her, God rest his soul. He fooled around with other women, and.