And she was still a beauty. Her fiery Tully red hair in two braids and her face now having a mature beauty that still drove men to seek her bed in the... night. So what if she was a little strange and still suckled her son from her large firm breasts? Robert or sweet Robyn as some called the boy, needed his strength from her milk.She ruled all powerful now and was subservient to no one……"OH FUCK!! BY THE SEVEN!!"Or that's what she thought.Here she was in the locked throne room of the vale, her. She just stared at him and burst into another round of tears. ‘Did I say something to offend you?’ he asked. ‘I was just trying to see if you needed some help.’ ‘My car just stopped on me and I can’t figure out why,’ she said through her sobs. Even though he just got the new bike, he asked anyway, ‘Do you want me to give you a ride somewhere?’ They were about 10 miles outside of the nearest town and knew that once the sun finished setting, this highway was no place for that beautiful woman. She. For the next week she thought about several things to get back at her mother, unusually this week Uncle John didn’t come over on the Tuesday night, she hoped with them knowing their secret was known, they had stopped, but then she realised it was the wrong time of the month for her mother. On the Friday night as usual John turned up and had supper with them, then after a few hours Lucy helped her sisters bathe and get ready for bed, she didn’t want to be in a room on her own with her mother and. We had a nice dinner, each of us feeling excited about the evening to come, yet we were still so relaxed with each other. As we left the restaurant, you took me in your arms and held me, then asked if I was ready. I was quiet in the car, we both listened in silence to the music you had playing. Then I noticed we were going in a different direction, away from the city. When I asked where we were going, you told me you had found a place you knew I would love, and we would be spending the night.