Better than okay actually. And that's not going to change if I can help it," she said. "Okay, so again, why do we have to talk?" I said. She began to... fidget. She clearly wanted to say whatever it was she wanted to say, but was weighing the wisdom of doing so. I wasn't making it easy for her. "Honey..." she started and stopped. "Yes," I said. "You know—I mean you're aware that I've been..." she ran out of words again. I stared, waiting. "Fucking him?" I said. She looked away. "I didn't. "They don't want you to stop," she screamed.I guessed 'they' were the spirits, but it didn't matter. Nothing would stop me from making her cum. I buried my face into her pussy, giving her all I had until she stiffened and then let out a blood-curdling scream. Her scream could literally wake the dead. I looked up and thought I saw a figure around her. I must have been seeing things. The mood and moonlight were playing tricks on my mind.I slid up her body and she lifted her legs to wrap them. I could see she had not taken care of herself this morning. It was rare to see her so disheveled. ‘Ah, yes,’ my mother thought out loud, ‘anger and shame make you say things you wish you had not.’ I nodded, not wishing to rehash my ignorance. She cradled my face in her hands and kissed my forehead. ‘You tell your father to come see me,’ a sly smile formed on her face, ‘tell him I wish to have a long talk with him.’ I found Father conversing with a mason. One of the flanking towers was showing. . guests. Lazy layabouts waited on hand and foot, their every need and want catered to by the bevy of beauties seen tanning nude on the foredeck ... Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two and One ... two men and five women. They were the layabouts and not the entertainment.For the past six or so months the essential work has been done by we five ... Flintkotes and spouses, those of us who had ‘em, and our three disciples, the Ph.D, our spy and the politician’s kid.We don’t let the crew do much more.