Dominated By My SonChapter 6 A Reluctant Mother
Time passed blissfully; with Helen as a partner in slavery the boys didn't wear me out quite so much, not that this did me much good. Being less tired from the attentions of the club my son took me with even greater frequency. And I loved every blessed moment of it, as did Helen! In the periods when the boys as a group or our sons weren't using us individually Helen and I would get together and chat, our conversations spanning normal everyday things and the delightful things our sons were...