Candles and a bath.

"Feeling better?" Holly asked when he returned.

"Loads. And no accident for you to clean up, either," he replied, plopping down on the couch next to her. "So work sucked, huh?"

"It always sucks, honey. What I wouldn't give for a winning lottery ticket," she sighed.

"Mom, you don't even play the lottery."

"I know, that's what makes it so hard to win." She laughed and ruffled his hair. "What'd you get up to on this dark and stormy evening?"

"Not much. Spent some time talking to Jessie," he said, watching her reaction to Jessie's name out of the corner of his eye. Her face was impassive.

"Two evenings in a row now? It's nice that you're getting along again. Sometimes I worry about you. The both of you. My quiet, antisocial kids."

He decided to go for the big question. "How come you and Jessie don't talk? If you guys spent more time with each other, maybe it'd alleviate some of that worry of yours."

"Eh, you know how young women are. They never seem to get along with their mothers until they put a few years behind them," she replied, obviously unwilling to offer up the whole truth. He decided to drop it for the time being.

"I know how young women are? I think you're confusing me with your other son, Don Juan."

"Don Juan wouldn't have anything on you, if you'd just try. You're a nice kid. Other people would notice that too, if you let them," she said as she stood up to stretch. When she raised her arms above her head, it made her meager breasts more pronounced under her suit. Shame wasn't enough to stop him from taking a picture with Cammy. Now that everyone except his Dad was Soul Linked, he could take pictures of the two women whenever he wanted. At least until his dad got home.

"I'm going to get out of these clothes and take a nice warm bath while the water heater is still on," she said. "Could you start lighting some of our jar candles and putting them around the house? I wouldn't be surprised if the power goes out."

"Sure." There goes my chance at giving her a massage.

"Thanks! Take one to Jessie too. Oh, and bring me two. Bring something that smells nice and relaxing."

"Relaxing, got it. Would the madam also like dinner in the bath?" he asked in his best British butler voice.

"That will not be necessary, Jeeves," his mother replied with a terrible high society type of voice.

"Awful. That's gonna need some serious work."

"I shall practice it in the bathroom while I await my candles." She didn't break character. Leon laughed and headed to the kitchen.

He spent the next ten minutes or so lighting candles and distributing them generously around the house. Soon enough the house smelled like a Bath & Body Works. After the downstairs was taken care of, he headed to Jessie's door and knocked. She answered a little too quickly.

"I thought you were never gonna come!" Jessie said happily, opening her door wider. The sheet they used as a backdrop was now thrown into her dirty clothes basket. but otherwise her room hadn't changed much.

"Its been like less than an hour you dork," he said with a chuckle, and pulled her into a hug.

"Where's mom?"

"In the bath. She wanted me to bring you a candle in case the power shits out on us. Do you want Vanilla, Jasmine, or Lilac?"

"You mean you're not coming in?" she asked, dejected. "Lilac, I guess."

He handed it to her, and after a quick glance up and down the hall, he kissed her tenderly. Another handful of her ass sounded like exactly what he wanted, but he didn't want her to think that was all he was after, so he held her waist instead.

"Will that keep you company until I can come see you?" he asked after their lips reluctantly parted.

"Mmmm... I guess so. Oh, by the way," she said with an impish grin, "did you ever get to take care of yourself?" She looked pointedly at his dormant cock.

"Haven't had the chance. Might not get to till tomorrow, if we end up going to bed super late again."

"I'd rather we didn't.. Stay up late, I mean. I like going for walks in the morning, and that's kind of hard to do when I sleep through it."

"Well, maybe we'll do pictures sometime tomorrow instead of tonight."

"No! I want to see you tonight. My walks can wait one more day!"

He kissed her again, his body not giving him any say in the matter. "I'll come see you for a bit before bed, don't worry. But no staying up late. Pictures can wait for tomorrow."

She smiled her refreshingly sweet smile, and said, "I'll be waiting for you."

The door closed, and he went to the upstairs bathroom door and knocked.

"Special delivery! I brought you Vanilla and Jasmine. I'll leave them outside the door."

"Don't make me get up! I'm finally getting some much needed relaxation. Just come in and light them for me, please?" she called.

"You sure?"

"I'm taking a bubble bath, so there are plenty of suds to keep it PG-13 in here!"