Chapter Thirteen
Over the years, I became comfortable living in the mansion of Jack’s family. The bed wetting tale was just another fabrication, falsely evidencing Jack’s continuing need for a governess, despite his advancement into teen years.
The advantage of keeping him in panties transformed. Docility remaining, added to the benefits of having him furtively wear girly panties was the fact that a young male is unlikely to date, or least have s****l relations, while donning frilly undergarments. Plus I kept Jack’s body, though developing nicely with demanded exercise, smooth and hairless... legs and arms included.... a thorough body shave always offered at bath time. Thus if something coeducational did become serious, he’d have some tough explaining to do.
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