".... Mama, what have you done.." Lucia said as she entered her mother's room in the hospice. She picked up the cutlery from the floor and cleaned it in her small self contained kitchen.
Her mother just sat staring into thin air. She had been diagnosed with early onset dementia and MS and she now lived in a hospice full time. Not even recognising her daughter anymore.
It was tough for Lucia to see her that way. She sat next to her and rubbed her hand. "I went out to Mrs Leaford's Lakehouse earlier today, mama... It's an amazing place. I think you would've loved it. I miss you mom, it is lonely in the apartment without you. It's so unfair that this happened to you at such a young age... let me give you a makeover, and do your hair, just like I did when I was a child." She smiled. "You used to love me, doing your hair..."
Her mother said nothing and just stared ahead. Lucia didn't mind though, she enjoyed being in the presence of her mother's company as often as she could. she put the TV on in the room, and they were both sitting there watching TV. It was a place where Lucia could pretend that things were just as they were when she was a child, when her mother was a dance choreographer, carefree and happy. It had only been the two of them her whole life. Her mother had gotten pregnant in her late teens and her father didn't want to have anything to do with a baby, he wanted to enjoy his life, so he gave up his rights and didn't even want to be on the birth certificate.
Lucia's mother made it fun though, she became both mother and father to her, and she wanted for nothing.
Then, as Lucia reached her late teens, her mother's health began to deteriorate, she kept her at home for as long as she could, and looked after her herself, but she soon needed to find work. She needed to pay the bills. So just over a year ago, she put her mother into care, where her deterioration continued at a quicker rate, and now she was just a shadow of her former self.Lucia held her mother's hand, the entire time she was there she wouldn't dare let go. Dolores and Leaford himself had no idea because she kept her private life completely private, and she never moaned and complained. Her employer paid her well, which meant that she could give her mother, the best care possible and look after herself in her apartment. But at times she was lonely, she didn't have the time to make friends very easily, and because it would always be her and her mother. They were the best of friends, and did everything together until she became sick.
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Hadyn grabbed firm hold of Dolores hips and he held her firm too as she sank on to his shaft, she moaned and gasped as she felt him breaking down her walls. He was a big man, in every sense of the word and she always felt him.
"Tell me what you want me to do to you, slut!." He said squeezing her breasts in front of him."Fuck me Master, make me scream.. I love the way you fuck me..." she moaned.
"Take all of this dick, you dirty slut!.."
The more he degraded her, the more excited she became. He could say absolutely anything to this woman, and it would just engage her more.
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Sitting Pretty - bk1
General FictionLucia Ramirez, a 23 year old PA to a multimillionaire couple, finds love in the strangest of situations when she happens across Hadyn 'Terra' Taylor, 30, a fearsome kingpin with an edge and a name for himself. Can she handle him, and can he love aga...