You promise Rebeccah to do as her mother asks.

Rebeccah pulls you into a big hug and thanks you for being so understanding and putting up with her crazy mother.

"What did you mean, when you said she wants to turn me into her pet?" you ask, after thinking for a moment.

"She just mentioned that she plans to take you under he wing. I think she just wants to mother you and cure you of your perverted, bed wetting nature," says your fiance, smiling.

"Just agree to tell me what's going on," she says. "You don't have to worry about how I'm going to react, I will be fine. I know what she's like."

"Also, I hope she doesn't cure you of being a little pervert. I love that about you," she adds.

You agree to keep her informed, and then you decide to watch TV untill her mother returns from running her errands.

You sit next to your fiance, enjoying the warmth of her body and you feel like everything is right with the world again. You have a nagging worry in the back of your mind about what your short term future holds as mommy's 'pet'.