I engulfed her in a large hug which she hesitated returning before she gave in and hugged me back. I know that I confused her, I just couldn’t help ...myself, I needed to share some of the love that I felt. Kissing Chandra on the top of her head, I released her.“Come, let’s get you some rest, we need to leave early in the morning and I think that your father is waiting for us to return.” We returned to the commander’s house and after washing in all too cold water. I prayed to Her and then retired. Did you ever wonder what motivates these women to take such risks?Some of these women are (happily?) married with children, while others are single. Other women are very popular, while again others are very lonely and looking for company. Then there are also those that are just very attracted to young men.What I wonder though, is it really sexual abuse that they put the boy through?More often than not, the sex is, in fact, consensual. I bet that many men who read this dreamed about sleeping. “I’ll make us some supper honey,” Claire abruptly said, “You hungry?”“Sure,” Mike smiled.“Okay sweetheart,” Claire said as she stood up, “won’t be long.”She left the living room, and Mike sat and wondered why his mum, usually affectionate anyway, had suddenly been more so. A moment later, Kath came down the stairs and wandered into the living room. She wore a black T-shirt and a wonderfully tight pair of trousers, light beige in color so that, being of a similar shade to her skin, they almost. Wrinkling my nose, I ventured into the steam-filled bathroom and hoped the brat had not used all the hot water.++++++++++Fresh and aromatic, I slipped into my chair at the breakfast table and breathed in deep the delicious smells of frying bacon and sausages. As my mother slid the food onto a plate, I glanced across the table to the brat. She had her head down and was chasing a slice of banana around her bowl of muesli with a spoon.Today, she no longer looked like the stroppy k** I had suffered.