Robert Moore
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After giving her hand enough kisses to last her a lifetime, her son looked up at her like he wanted to know if she was satisfied, and asked with a smile on his face "Is that all, my lady?...Or do you want more?" "I do." She replied, which made her son's face freeze for a second, as he had only asked if she wanted more out of obligation and didn't expect her to be so greedy for his kisses that she would actually accept her offer. "But not on top of my hand, and this time on my palm where you're…
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Seeing her son act in such an abnormal manner, made her immediately want to drop the act, even if she lost the bet, and give him a hug, as she simply couldn't leave her son, who looked so lonely at the moment, alone. Even if she has to address her son as her father in the future, she doesn't really mind anymore, as her first priority as his mother was to be there for him when he is weak and lonely, like he's now, and she genuinely didn't carry about anything else at that moment and only wished for her…
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"It's just that you were holding my hands a little too tight, and I blurted out something because of the pain." She ignored that warm sensation she was feeling when she heard his words and made an excuse for calling her son by his actual name, just in case she lost the bet because of that, even though her hand didn't really hurt. "Ah, sorry about that, Abi. I didn't realise that I was hurting you." Her son quickly said and let go of his grip on her hand. But he didn't simply release her hand, and…
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"That's why I always say that you shouldn't run in the house. Imagine what would've happened if I hadn't caught you." Her son said like he was deeply concerned about her. But rather than being touched that her son was caring about her well-being, she was more shocked to see that she had bumped into her son when he was supposed to be standing near the other room. She had no idea how he moved from place to place so fast, and wondered if he could phase through walls like a ghost. But it was better to…
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Not only did her son not address her as 'mom' like he'd been doing for most of his life, he also shortened her actual name and called her 'Abi', like how her parents called her. She understood that since he started playing his role as her father, it was only appropriate for him to call her by her name. But what she didn't expect was for her body to freeze in place when she heard her son utter those words, and her heart to beat wildy when her son addressed her as his, as if she belonged to him. Her…
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This all started when her son changed how he presented himself all of a sudden and acted like a completely different person, unlike his normal gloomy self. She couldn't associate her son with the person that appeared before her no matter how she tried, as they were both polar opposites and were completely different from one another, other than having similar faces. Especially with how his eyes changed from being so dark and dull before, like he was tired of life, to how they were now, so clear and full…
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Ding~ The moment she heard the cute little timer that looked like an egg, ring its chime, the first thought on her mind was to run away. Run quickly and close herself in a room, so that her son had no chance of bringing her to the dining table. She had to do it without warning him, since she didn't believe that she was faster than her son at her age, and knew she had to get a headstart to escape from her son. This would also come under the rules, as this was something her own son did in the past…
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"Oh...That's a interesting idea you got there Kafi, and I love the competitive spirit in your eyes that just looks like mine in the face of a challenge...You truly are my one and only son." My bet seemed to have piqued my mother's interest, as she showed signs of joining, when she saw her son propose a bet when he had never done such a thing before. "What are the rules of the bet?" My mother got closer to my face and asked to make sure she didn't mishear anything, which showed her competitive nature to…
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"D-Daddy? Daughter?...What are y-you talking about, mom?" I couldn't help but stutter when I heard her call me daddy in her alluring voice, and saw her look up at me with big, wide, innocent eyes like she was looking up at her actual father, as I simply did not expect this role change all of a sudden. "What are you so surprised, Kafi?" My mother looked amused by my reaction, and she looked like she was loving every moment of it, and stated her reasoning behind her actions as if it were obvious.…
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"As for the reason I pulled your pants down, it's because of this." I pointed at two purple lines on the sides of each buttcheek that obviously didn't belong there, and looked like they were formed after something sharp applied pressure there for a while, and left a deep mark on her skin. "You've been sitting on that tiny chair that doesn't fit for so long, that the edges of the seat are starting to leave marks on your butt." I traced the line on her butt with my finger, which made her bite her lips…
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