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Bondaged Christine.

"Yes, the food is all packed, the little piggie is fed..." I told him, then we left for a day of fun. I hoped to have a good time, maybe even go to the Zoo... But that could be done on Sunday too.
 
He gave a soft chuckle to her words, them all enjoying the day out going all around the outer areas of the city, stopping at one of the larger parks on the way home to enjoy the view for awhile. "Name your meal sis, my treat." He said.
 
"I have a full fridge at home, Harry! I could present the meal in thirty minutes, just have to fire it up!"
I said to him, not wanting to throw out any of the almost free items I got and readied.
"But of course I can try to mach his offer, by some ice cream in the freezer!"
 
He knew his mother was correct and sis decided on a home cooked meal follwed by a very large serving of ice cream.
"You can cook, need anything else for the meal" He said.
 
"Just help with making the table, and half hour to start with the soup." I smiled at them, really hapy with how the weekend seemed to work. This night my daughter would stay with us until her father came for her around midnight, then tomorrow we all would go to the Zoo, even my ex, and maybe his new girlfriend too, his secretary.
 
He smiled as they had a good night with the meal going exceptionally well, with his sister picked up he laughed softly and contemplated watching some television before casting a glance towards his mother for a few seconds. "Movie together or you going to bed."
 
"Its really late, almost midnight. I need my beauty sleep, if I want to show my ex what he left..."
Of course after a day of walking around with two teenagers and goofing off, I just was ready to crash. "I will sleep in, make your breakfast. We are supposed to meet only after lunch in the Zoo."
 
He nodded to her words and watched her head into her bedroom to sleep, leaving the apartment quietly he made his way back home and slept. it would be easier this way for him to sleep in without thought of trying to do harm to her body again, she was correct and sleep would be good them for all.
 
Sunday was a beautiful day. Sleeping late, having a luxuriating bath, then a great late breakfast lunch made, maybe even for my boy to eat with me too. Some vegetable puree soup, then fish and chicken nuggets with fresh salad, and homemade pudding with fruits.
 
He arrived late morning around the same time she had organized a huge meal for them both, smiling he spoke. "Looks good and hope you are ready for the Zoo after."
 
"Yeah! I never visited it alone, the last time we was there was my first time... And I heard that they finished with the new reptile house." I was almost bouncing like a young girl, my hair in ponytail, wearing an union suit that was blue, something that would look good even int the 60-s flowerchild years of my own mother... But it was just to make me look younger, and I so not have to wear anything under it except my lingeries... well, and no other clothes would show off my full figure to make my ex new girlfriend jelaous! I even used a push up bra and light makeup to make my face seem younger and nicer... I had to reapply it four times before this was the finished product.
 
He could tell she was excited by not just her movements but the way she spoke. Her fashion sense heightened a few feelings of his own but he would keep them in check for now and wait to see how the rest of the day progressed as he grabbed a quick bite to eat before smiling as the car pulled up. Grabbing the rest of what she had prepared he opened the door and stepped out.
 
The day was good, but went to hell fast for me. That slut my ex was parading around seemed to whine more than our two other children together. I had almost spanked her when she was the cause of us leaving the snakes too fast to see anything. Finally I had enough when my ex invited her to dinner, and she said yes, but wanted only him and his children to stay. So I get up, and said good bye to them, pushing down my son to stay, after all, the man was father to him, even if he no longer cared and paid for any of our expenses. "Stay, and eat them out of their money!" I grumbled into my son's ears, then went straight home, and into the shower.
 
He did not care for his father much before today and by the end of it he was almost to the point of knocking his block off, seeing his mother leave like she had hurt and he was going to make sure she was okay. The meal was okay but his stomach felt sick as he left for her apartment, arriving some time later he let himself in quietly and walked slowly to the kitchen to grab some water. He was not sure if she was awake or asleep.
 
I was snoring nude on my bed, still only in my towel. I just collapsed after my fingers started to prune under the hot water, and thinking that my son would go to his college dorm, I tried to get some energy back before having some dinner made for myself. But it seemed that I was not that young any more thta I could keep up with my children all afternoon.
 
He heard her sleeping and glanced into her room, watching her for several minutes he moved back to the kitchen and began to make a meal which he took in and placed down near the bed for her to eat, aromas would fill her nose as he left the note in the kitchen. "Will catch up with you Wednesday night sexy." Leaving and heading back to his dorm room he was still angry with his father and would vow to get revenge for how he acted.
 
I just wake up fully when the door closed after my boy, but seeing the food I smiled, eating it after getting on some clothes. something was disturbing me, but somehow I cant remember what... until I finished with the dinner and get up to remove the dishes from my bedroom. He called me sexy!
 
He was not sure what she would make of his words, his hope was that it would bring a smile even half of one to a very bad day. Enjoying a late movie he crashed around 1 am with classes the next morning starting at 8, usually awake by 6 and no exception this morning as he did a few laps around the college park.
 
I was clawing myself about what I do wrong with parenting my boy, what made him so gung-ho on his mother. But secretly I was a little excited when wednesday had come, and I was fiddling with my dinner, thinking if I should make it for two, or not. I was not that hungry, but was just clugging down milk straight from a gallon tank when he arrived.
 
His studies had gone well and Wednesday night would give him some relief from the exam preparations, he was ready for them but wanted to unwind a little and entering her apartment he whistled and grinned before throwing the small pack on one end of the couch and falling down next to it. "Hey, how was work."
 
I coughed a little at his entrance, some milk drops on my face.
"Good, good... How is school?" I hurried to finish the dinner preparations, not really wanting to look at him. But my body was betraying my nervousness, I was shaking a little, and not in excitement.
 
He smiled at her words and could see that she was a little fidgety, standing he walked casually up behind her and wiped some milk from the corner of her mouth. "College is good, exams next week that I should ace. Besides having you for dessert, whats to eat?"
 
"Squished egg..." was my first reply, stepping away from him. "Omelette with vegetables and chicken pieces, some wine... but you cant have more than half a glass!" I hurried to make the small table, fill it with food, and sit, trying to stay away from him.
 
She was really being afraid of his every movement now it seemed as he smelled the food and licked his lips in appreciation, sitting down at the table he smiled and began to slowly eat.
 
We ate, then I started to clean the dishes, then just to make the time go, I started to clean the room, turning on the TV to make him sat and leave me alone until I said good ny and went to bed, trying to close my bedrooms door.
 
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