I'd have to take care of myself, after dropping Shiann off of course.------------------------------Shiann and I had a pretty decent relationship. Eve... though she bugged the hell out of me and was a complete brat half of the time and a mooch the other half, I still liked her. She had helped me set up my proposal, I had helped her get over a few breakups. We talked sometimes, no more than a brother to his fiancee's sister. That was important to Emili. I had just dropped her off and she. Did you like being called a slut? A fuckwhore? Did you really want their cum on your face? Were you just leading them on? Did you really cum? Or was it all an act?”I gripped the cell hard, “Not an act.”More silence.“So, you wanted to punish me for not calling you? Even though we agreed that would be it, that one little escapade? Down in Fells?”I nodded.“I can't hear you. Were you punishing me?”I said softly, “Yes. Of course I was.”“Why?”Silence from me.“My god you are such a greedy. .. in front of your mother, is not okay” and I said “I know, mom. I'm sorry”.So I went to my room and laid down on the bed and my hands were actually shaking a little and my heart was beating fast, because I was embarrassed and because I was angry. I was angry at mom and I was angry at Jenny for trying to call me and kinda breaking the rules of our game like that. And I was angry at myself because I was actually hornier now than before mom caught me.And then Jenny texted me again as if she had. It kept life interesting, brought a feeling of youth into the household. She had trouble keeping a straight face whenever talking to Julie. The girl was so ingenuous and her good humour so infectious that it tickled Eleanor’s sense of humour. Anybody that brought laughter into the house was worth their weight in gold. Moreover Julie had a totally beneficent effect on Debra. Eleanor had been lucky to get Debra she knew. She was of a high line and by no means cheap. Under normal circumstances.