"They do not want any other women there when he is with somebody young… and pure," Kerry whispered softly, almost as a caress, as she leaned in. " Only His mother will be the one there to help him, no one else. Her — and just her, for the sake of caring for her son … and his woman. To ensure that everything is just right for that special night."
"Because they won't feel repulsed by their mother, no matter what she does. That's why it's her duty—to guide him, to prepare him for what's to come."
She moved back a step, eyes meeting mine. They were serious, and also seemed curious as if waiting to see what I would do, but there was something I couldn't quite put my finger on—something that made my pulse jump.
