Her eyes looked like two fireballs as she glided toward me. It was frightening. I was still trying to figure out if this was a dream or not.
"Son," she said, her voice a little calmer, "you must avenge me. It's your duty."
"Mother...," I said, stammering, "...I mean Betty, this has to stop. Okay, Abigail Lewis deserved what she got, but the others were innocent...,"
She put her finger on my lips. I felt heat.
"Shhh," she said as she slipped the straps of her gown over her shoulders. It dropped silently.
"Take me," she said.
I took her.
Neville Hunt 12 months ago
You’ve got absolutely no self-control Teddy! I’m starting to lose sympathy for you...