A Mother's Dilemma by Emma Hornby

Author:Emma Hornby
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Transworld
Published: 2019-01-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

‘BY, LASS, I’M pleased to see thee. You’re looking well.’

Jewel stared at her uncle without seeing him. Her being was focused on but one thing: ‘Where’s Benji?’

‘He’s upstairs. ’Ere, how’s your new position going?’ added Bernard, smiling. ‘Mr Birch and his lot treating thee well, I hope?’

She nodded. Then fixing her gaze on the door behind the counter that led to the Powells’ living quarters, she crossed the shop floor.

‘Aye, go on. You nip up and see the lad, then. I’d be grateful to thee if you’d brew a pot whilst you’re up there, lass. We’ll have a sup, eh, afore you leave?’

This time, Jewel didn’t respond. Pace and countenance controlled, she ascended the narrow stairs.

At her entrance, Benji looked up from the table. Surprise, swiftly followed by suspicion, passed over his face. He returned the hunk of cake he’d been eating to his plate and swept away crumbs from his chin with his sleeve. Folding his arms, he glared at her. ‘What you doing here?’

Jewel closed the door quietly and made her way towards him.

‘Well?’ Though he tried to mask it with a scowl, worry now shadowed the youth’s florid face at her unsettling silence. ‘Oi, you deaf or summat?’

She paused in front of him and flattened her palms on the tabletop. Tilting her head, she surveyed him, letting her eyes travel down, down, until they settled on his crotch. Pure disgust rolled through her guts but she kept her tone mild: ‘Give it to me, Benji.’

‘Eh?’

‘Give it to me,’ she repeated, reaching down to cup the private area and swallowing bile when he began to harden instantly. ‘Let me see.’

He laughed in shock and embarrassment. ‘Jewel, what—?’

‘Shh.’

‘But …’ A low moan chased away his half-hearted protest as she undid his trousers and extracted his member.

She pulled at it lightly, indicating he should stand, and he obeyed without question. Nor did he say a word when she motioned for him to lie on the rug by the fire. Passive as a lamb, he did as she bid and she straddled him, her hold still fixed on him.

When his hands moved behind her to fondle her buttocks, she avoided eye contact lest he saw the choking loathing she was struggling to contain. Slipping her free hand inside her apron pocket, she closed her fingers around the metal handles and slowly took out the pair of large scissors she’d brought along from the house. Face void of emotion, she held them aloft.

Benji stared at the instrument but his expression didn’t change. Dumb with confusion, he stared from them to her and back again in silence.

In one swift movement, Jewel positioned his penis between the scissors’ cold blades and tightened just enough that he couldn’t move. Finally, she lifted her hate-filled gaze to his. ‘You forced yourself on me that night, didn’t you?’ she asked in a murmur.

The colour had drained from his face. He tried to shift his body but her weight on his legs prevented him. Then she closed the scissors’ handles slightly, letting the blades bite into his soft flesh, and he went rigid.

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