Stepmother Gets Cozy With Stepson During Vacation – Questionable Parenting

“But what about my Monica,” she said, “It will ruin her life this aberration, she needs a good corking don’t you see.”
“I really feel this conversation has reached a conclusion madam,” I averred, “Shall we shake on our agreement and make arrangements for the deeds to be drawn up.”
That would have been an end except Monica chose that moment to arrive home. Her mother was quite exasperated, “Do you really wish to live with your aunt when for a small sacrifice we may live here quite comfortably?”
“No, Yes, I don’t know,” she replied. “Upstairs,” she said, “Or down to Hades more likely the old skin flint, he passed away.”
“I am sorry,” I averred. My last trip abroad had been pleasantly lucrative but with that contemptible frog devouring upstart Bonaparte roaming around the continent, it seemed to me that a spell in good old Albion seemed to be desirous.