I stroked her hair and said,"Mum you're a beautiful woman. I would be honoured if you were my girl. I would always be attentive and make sure that you...were looked after. You need someone and I would be happy to be there for you when you just needed release, to rub your shoulders or hip or whenever you need someone to lie with. Mum I love you, like I love my sisters. I couldn't think what I do without you three, you make my life." Mum cried again and said,"Honey I can't let you do that, you must. I stood there till I felt I could again face the cold, empty house. After I gave Sammy a bath, I went outside and sat on the porch swing. The sun looked beautiful as it stepped above the horizon. The blue and orange collided, making a light violet streak across the otherwise midnight sky. It looked like a painter was miss-striking the painstakingly perfect spot. When I finally felt relaxed enough to sleep, I pulled the blanket from the back of the couch and curled up beneath it. I looked down. Lights dance under the dark skies, leaving a sparkle in her deep, dark brown eyes. He turns to her, his hair matching the sky in the background. His eyes flicker with nervousness. She looks up at him with unspoken questions. Her jaw drops as he crouches down on one knee before her, holding a small black velvet box in one hand. ‘Charlotte at this place where I once asked you to be my girlfriend, my one and only. I now ask you something new.’ He pauses as tears fill his eyes. ‘I have told you. "It was wrong for me do take advantage of your situation like that. There is more than power. There is responsibility. The one implies the other, and I forgot that, letting my libido take charge of my brain."She seemed considering. Jake sighed inwardly. Oh, well. It would have been fun for him, but if she saw her service to him to be nothing more than an ongoing punishment, it would cease to be fun for him very quickly. "You can change people." She said, looking hard at him. Jake frowned. Back.