Wishes can't change wishes

(Originally posted by Ambrose-Euanthe)

"I don't think Jason granted that one," I said, "which is a good thing. I'm... disappointed in you Kimmi. As our concubine any wishes or prayers you may want to make are to be cleared with Kevin or I first." I shook my head, as she quivered. "I shouldn't have had to tell you that," I informed her. Kevin's wish - I remembered - had been made with Kimmi's best interest in mind. Despite the fact that she'd become a utter teenage sexpot, and totally gorgeous and exactly the kind of girl I'd bring to our bed for Kevin's birthday, or he for mine... well. Now there wouldn't be any need for those women. Now we had a live-in, and she was just perfect. Or would be, once she'd grown up a bit...

I decided to succumb to the inevitable.

God, I prayed. Jason, if you're listening, please change whatever has to change for me to be okay with Kimmi being Kevin and my concubine.

"I-I'm really sorry," Kimmi was whimpering, beginning to tear up. "I didn't mean- I didn't think-"

"Just put a demerit in your discipline book," I said, wavering. Besides, she was old enough - only just, but over the age of consent, and that meant... "Put it in the book and we'll say no more about it."