#337688 - In the end, we agreed that the money would be put in a trust fund for my nephew, to be given to him when he turned eighteen, because one child was all that my sister wanted. In those nine years, I can count the exact number of times I’ve been beaten by my latest owner, and the total is zero. Mistress had bought them, freed them, given them a two hundred thousand dollar house, and an allowance to live on, for as long as they lived, and how did they repay that generosity? They tried to get me to abandon Mistress, despite the fact that she was three months pregnant with my baby, and find a boyfriend! What sort of parents did I have? For the only time I can think of in my life, I swore at my parents.