CHAPTER SEVENTEEN:



It was toasted ham and cheese sandwich on rye and clearly cum on the top, with pickles of both the plates set at the dinner table, while Donna proudly stood like Emril the chef waiting for his diners to come downstairs.



“Oh my, Susan, do you see what I see? Aunt Edith said pointing to the cum A little man-aise for our sandwhiches, you shouldn’t have, even on mine…how thoughtful? Aunt Edith said sarcastically but jokingly.



Donna smiled and said I wanted to be a gracious host as he pulled the chair out for the two ladies and seated them at the table.



Aunt Edith took a bite and said May you punish the wicked slut for this, Susan? as she chewed on the part that had a dab of cum on it.



Susan hadn’t expected this but she was also hungry and this was far better than whatever she had for the better part of the month, Don’s cooking was always exceptional when they were normal even though he complained she didn’t know what cilantro was or how to pick the right tomato sauce. She had always thought that was kind of trivial perfectionism, but she definitely did taste a little difference.or maybe it was just the familiar taste of boy-juice on her tongue.



“No Ma’am, I can’t. Even though…the little fucker deserves it? Susan asked, nervously between bites.



“That’s right, You are learning, she’ll be ruling the house in no time flat, and think no extra turnabout days if you can keep it up, Susan. Susan still wasn’t used to the name Susan’, she wanted desperately to return to Beth, but she was also getting used to the word Susan and nervously her ears perked up when she heard it.



Seated at the table in nothing but a t-shirt, she got another sudden shock as Scott bounced into the kitchen to help himself to a snack.



Susan looked at Aunt Edith and Donna nervously! She had no idea what to do here, in the past Scott was never allowed to eat snacks this close to a meal, and she had always insisted they ask before getting anything out of the fridge, it was how she had been raised that you just don’t disrespect the adults house and fridge, with her own parents when she did visit (rarely) she always asked and would even as an adult not simply help herself to the fridge.



Still she wasn’t sure the protocol, the others seemed to be waiting for Susan to say or do something, and so she cleared her throat, Scott, its close to a meal. She reminded him politely, hoping that wasn’t going to get her in trouble breaking some rule she hadn’t bothered to memorize.



“Fuck off, Susan as he ripped into a bag of yogurt covered raisins.



Susan looked at Aunt Edith and Aunt Edith was smiling. Good one Scotty! she laughed with him and offered him her hand in an out-of-place looking slap me five gesture for both of them.



“They don’t have to listen to you, any more Susan, but the good news, is you don’t have to bitch any more. You see one of your problems was you were always trying to tell them what to do, how to dress, where to go, keep tabs on them. Now as Queen, you can delegate this to Don, who will be here for guidance, and to keep the house running smoothly, but the children can make up their own mind. When they are hungry they eat, when they are sleepy they sleep. If they want to go to school, they do. If its raining they stay inside. Its common sense really, the good lord gave it to most of us, Susan.”



“I see. Susan said, but Scott had already disappeared back upstairs to his videogames.