Papa had said, right after her funeral, "You have to be the woman of the house now." I knew he meant that I would be responsible for cleaning, and lau...dry, and meals, and all that stuff, but only after I had thought about it for awhile did I want it to mean so much more. I did a good job for Papa, Mama had shown me how to keep house to please him, and the younger girls, Emily and Patty, even though they were only 8 and 9 years old, were a big help to me.Mama had explained 'things' to me so I. I hadn't heard him approach."My child," he said. "Are you aware that before dawn that we march into battle." His voice was soft and wise, like a Father's should be."Yes Father," I said. "I am not afraid." If I die, then I would go to Eternal Happiness, Pope Urban the Second himself said this to be true.Father sighed."And yet, it saddens me that you alone spend your time with your rosary and with God," he lamented. "The rest seem to find more comfort in the devil's debauchery."I replied with. He looked at his dad and noticed that he was looking too with a very interested expression.Once Dick's eyes met the frustrated gaze of his son and, smiling at his son, had reached over to lightly punch him in the arm. "Relax son. Everything is under control," Dick said with fatherly good humor.Jack couldn't think of anything that was under control. His mom and sister were acting crazier than usual, sexier than normal, and his hard cock was leaking so bad there was a wet spot on his pants leg. Not only did he enjoy caning me,he would then make me say sorry to him, and thank for my pending bottom cleaning, pardon sir,I enquired,he said that when he comes it helps me to rid all the nasties out of me,and that his love juice would steralise my inside. So back to the sexorcism, as normal for a thursday evening,he had me in the pulpit,cleansing his cock in my mouth,preparing him for entry, and soon as the service finnished,he ushered me into the back room, out came his cock,and after.