“No, it cannot be!” she protested. Mom xxx “Quite simple, a common law marriage,” I paused. “You brute, you monster!” she railed, but there was no sincerity. “Yes,” I replied, “Now get out of those ridiculous robes.”
She demurred. “Oh just do it!” she sighed and she lofted her skirts to her chin. Come!” I ordered. “So if you are a very good little whore and faithful I shall earnestly consider wedding you,” I promised. “Oh very well, the new novices await you,” she conceded. She looked me in the eye, “Are you happy now? My breeches were around my ankles. “Oh,” she said and sounded almost disappointed, “But what shall I wear?”
Her robes were still downstairs.
