Whistler's Mumma

Jane took one of his hands whilst lifting her smock with the other. She placed his hand on her belly;

'Feel what you have done to me, you vile creature'. He noted that her belly seemed a little distended.

'Yes', she said half smiling now- mother's jaw dropped,

'I have been violated by this male and he must be punished eternally by me; he has sneakily performed his one real use as a male in its entirety; I am with child!'

the house erupted, the women, though dominant by nature clapped and cooed at this singularly rare, but strangely welcome event. They clasped at Jane and kissed her; they smiled wickedly at him and told him what a bad boy he was and that he could expect extra special punishments from them from now on. Bella stepped forward to mother and passed her a small white strip with a bright blue dot on it and nodded her head as she viewed it.

Mother stormed into the garden and looked to the heavens. Love it or hate it; Whistler's Mother was to become 'Whistler's Grandmother' and a 'Mistress-in-law'. Her mind started to think of suitable punishments; she would make him pay- every single day for the rest of his life