This time when I woke up it was different.
I could feel myself choking, something was plugging my nose.
I used my hands to touch what it was that was cutting off my breath.
A huge soft pillow was buried in my face.
"Kyah~, so aggressive in the morning."
I heard a voice.
That soft, mature tone only belonged to someone. The final boss of the Rosenberg family, Barbara.
I used my hands to stir the pillows, and just as someone surfaces after being without oxygen I caught my breath.
*Inhale*
Opening my eyes and inhaling sharply I found Barbara staring at me.
She was wearing a long nightgown, it's a simple sleeping garment, but on this woman's lustful body it makes it look very obscene.
Mothers shouldn't exude sensuality, it would be very bad if there were married woman hunters out there.
I asked her as I settled my head on her pillowy breasts.
"Today is our day, isn't it?"
"That's right."
