Christine loved to sit on her daddyÕs lap.  She gazed down at the 
bulge in his crotch.  Naughtily she poked at it with her finger.
         ÒDaddy, whatÕs that?Ó Christine asked.  She felt wicked doing it but 
couldnÕt help herself.  Janice frowned.  
         ÒLittle girls arenÕt supposed to play with their DaddyÕs penis,Ó 
Janice said to Christine.
         ÒIÕm sorry, mommie,Ó Christine answered.

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                                               Chapter One

         ÒNow, girls, IÕm glad we have that out of the way,Ó Rose said 
politely.  She remained sitting still, all cultured and dignified.  The men 
returned to the settee.  The maid remained close, certain to intervene if 
we did not do as asked.  I realized she was much stronger than she looked.  
I wondered if she worked out with men at the gym.  Her figure did not 
show it, but I her arms, though slim, had a steel in them IÕd not sensed 
earlier.
         ÒOmopho,Ó Polly began.
         ÒShhh,Ó Rose scolded her gently.  ÒYouÕll be here with me for two 
weeks, Polly.  ThatÕs all.  But IÕve entertained many girls like yourself and 
I really donÕt need to hear all your little complaints and protests.  I 
myself was trained here, long ago, under my uncleÕs tutelage.  And I was 
only seven, so youÕve nothing at all to complain of.Ó  She settled her hands 
in her lap and looked at us both.  Her eyes admired our nudity.
         ÒThere is much that I must do with you both in two weeks, girls, and 
I expect strict compliance with all my requests.  We havenÕt really any 
time for disagreements.Ó  The maid, who had, unnoticed by me, withdrawn 
briefly, now reappeared and passed into RoseÕs hands a most daunting 
object.  A paddle, hard as oak and with holes cut through its center so it 
could be swung faster.  ÒThis is one of my friends that helps me keep 
order in my house,Ó Rose said, receiving the paddle with a warm caress of 
her hands upon it.  ÒIÕm going to introduce both of you to it so we can 
understand whatÕs at stake when I ask you to do something.  Fleury, youÕre 
the oldest.  You first.Ó  With that she pulled me right up to her knees and 
had me stand bending over them.  ÒDonÕt drop your panties, or itÕll be 
extras for you,Ó Rose told me.  
         I bit into the silky cotton of PollyÕs panties and felt Rose raise her 
hand behind my bottom.  For a moment I just stared at the rug.  It was so 
lovely, deep-pile with interwoven threads of different shades of blue.
         WAHACKCCK!  I nearly jumped out of my skin as the paddle descended 
and hit my behind.  What a smoking hand that woman had!  
         ÒEeeeyahah!Ó I cried.  I nearly regurgitated the panties in my mouth, 
spittle and all, the sting was so sharp.  My bottomcheeks wobbled as if a 
thundercloud had shattered upon them.  The pain reverberated across my 
hemispheres, impressing itself deeply and making me want to burst into 
tears.
         ÒTwo more,Ó Rose said.  Without waiting to hear from me she 
thundered in another blow.  I did lose the panties this time.
         ÒEeeeeek!Ó I shrieked, loud and long and lusty.  My poor heinie 
shuddered and felt for a moment like it had been pressed into a hot 
summer sidewalk.  I gasped.  
         Rose waited a moment for me to quiet down.  
         ÒIÕd prefer if youÕd not wake my other guests,Ó Rose said.  She lifted 
her hand and toyed with my locks of hair.  She brushed a few strands back 
from my eyes.  ÒThey turned in early, you know, and IÕm sure theyÕd love to 
have you join them.  But the male slaves are so rough.  I donÕt want you too 
put out your first night here.  One more, dear.  IÕll forgive the panties.Ó  
         And with that she laid on the third stroke, as hard and firm and 
unforgiving as the first two had been.  I screamed out my pain and 
collapsed over her knees, still so neatly covered by her conservative 
dress.  I kicked up my legs and held my bottom like it was the last 
precious thing on earth.  Tears welled in my eyes and I did not try to hold 
them back.
         As I wept, the maid picked up PollyÕs panties from the floor.  As 
soon as my sobs had subsided a little she stuffed them right back into my 
mouth.

                                        WORDS OF PURCHASE
                                                      vs.
                                       WORDS OF LIMITATION

         I was walking along the street recently, collecting cans for the 
recycling center, so I can go buy more porn.  And guess who I bumped into?  
P.D. Wilson!
         ÒWilson, you may be a bum, but your dadÕs wealthy,Ó I said to him.  
ÒYou donÕt need to be out here competing with me in the can collecting 
business.  Why donÕt you just go home and claim your inheritance, like the 
Prodigal Son in the Bible did?Ó
         ÒI tried that,Ó Wilson answered.  He picked up a cigarette with a 
toothpick.  It was almost burnt down to the butt.  He popped it in his 
mouth and asked me if I had a light.  I shook my head ÔnoÕ.  (I did, actually, 
but I wasnÕt wasting it on him.)  
         ÒI went home to Dad, not too long ago,Ó Wilson said.  ÒHis name, as 
you know, is George O. Wilson, and he lives in a big mansion.  And I looked 
at his mansion and all his servants and I said, ÔDad, I am tired of being a 
business man.  The can collecting business ainÕt what it used to be.  IÕm 
going to retire now, and as your son I want half of everything youÕve got.  
Half your house, and half your servants, and you can kick in that mistress 
of yours thatÕs too young for you.Ó

         (IÕll let p.d. tell the story from here. - h.j.)

         ÒSon, you arenÕt a business man, youÕre a bum,Ó Dad said.  ÒYou canÕt 
stay here.  I wonÕt allow it.Ó
         I (p.d., that is) pulled out the deed to my dadÕs house.  ÒIÕm afraid IÕve 
got you this time, Dad,Ó I said.  ÒLook, right here.  Look at this deed, dad.  
It says:

         To George O. Wilson, and his heirs.

         ÒDad, I am your heir,Ó I said.
         ÒSon, I have to be dead for that,Ó Dad replied.  He cleared his throat.  
ÒLetÕs say you get hit by a truck tomorrow, son.  You die.  Then, two years 
later, I (dad) die.  Are you going to take my property, as my heir?
         ÒUmmmm,Ó I said.  ÒI guess I canÕt.  I died before you did.Ó
         ÒRight,Ó Dad said.
         ÒWell, I still donÕt like that,Ó I said.  ÒThatÕs typical of you, dad.  
YouÕre always hiding behind legal technicalities.  Fact is, Dad, IÕm youÕre 
son, and any idiot knows that means IÕm your heir.  Gimmie half of your 
house!Ó
         ÒSon,Ó Dad said.  ÒItÕs time you learned the difference between 
words of purchase, and words of limitation.Ó
         
         To George O. Wilson, and his heirs.

         ÒWhat estate in land does that phrase convey, son?Ó Dad asked me.
         ÒSimple, dad,Ó I replied.  ÒIt conveys a fee simple absolute.Ó
         ÒCorrect,Ó Dad said.  ÒNow son, IÕve got bad news for you.  Although 
IÕm old and have white hair, and might die soon, IÕm sick of this house.  IÕm 
going to sell it and move to Bermuda.  IÕm going to date underage girls and 
buy them drinks and lots of slinky underwear.  IÕm going to spend all my 
money on them and die a penniless bum, lying on the beach in Bermuda.Ó
         ÒYou canÕt!Ó I screamed.  ÒI get half of that mansion there, Dad.  You 
canÕt sell it!  It says right in the deed to the mansion, conveyed to you by 
Howard Hughes, 

         To George O. Wilson, AND his heirs.

         My dad cleared his throat.  ÒSon, in the 1100Õs, some courts might 
have agreed with you,Ó Dad said.  ÒBut by 1225 it was settled that if I, 
George O. Wilson, should sell this mansion, perhaps to Andrea Dorkin, or to 
anyone...Ó his eyes brightened.  Òyou, son, get no part of it after my death!Ó
         I frowned.  ÒHmmm, let me get this straight,Ó I said.  ÒHoward 
Hughes conveys his mansion to you.Ó
         ÒCorrect,Ó Dad said.
         ÒAnd in his deed, that he gives to you, Howard writes:

         To George O. Wilson, and his heirs.

         ÒAnd now you, Dad, in your old age, decide to sell the mansion to 
Andrea Dorkin.  Then you die.  I get nothing?!Ó I asked.
         ÒThatÕs right!Ó Dad grinned.  ÒThatÕs because Ôto George O. WilsonÕ 
are words of purchase, while Ôand his heirsÕ are simply words of 
limitation.Ó
         ÒWhat?Ó I asked.
         ÒWords of purchase show WHO is getting something.  Like me, George 
O. Wilson.  When Howard Hughes conveys his mansion to me, the words Ôto 
George O. WilsonÕ indicate that I, George O. Wilson, am receiving the 
mansion.  I ÔtakeÕ it, to use legal terminology.  But the words Ôand his 
heirsÕ indicate the QUALITY, or type of estate that IÕm taking.  For 
instance, had the deed simply read, 

         To George O. Wilson

         ÒWhat type of estate would I take, son?Ó Dad asked.
         ÒA life estate,Ó I replied.  ÒIt would last for your entire life, and no 
matter how much you wished for me to have it, upon your death it would 
revert to Howard Hughes.Ó
         ÒYes indeed,Ó Dad answered.  ÒI would have a life estate, and Howard 
Hughes would have a Reversion.  And when I died, son, heÕd get his mansion 
back, and the land upon which it sits, and youÕd get nothing.
         ÒSo,Ó Dad says.  ÒWhat is the ONLY way I can ensure that I get what I 
paid for from Howard?  How do I ensure that I get a fee simple, and not 
simply a life estate?Ó
         ÒWell,Ó I mused, ÒDad, I guess youÕd have to add those magical 
words, Ôand his heirs.Õ  So the deed reads,

         To George O. Wilson, and his heirs.

         ÒYes!Ó Dad says.  ÒBut why are those words there, Ôand his heirsÕ?  
Are they there to give YOU something, son, you no good lazy bum who 
spends all his time watching MTV?  
         ÒNo,Ó I had to admit.  ÒÔand his heirsÕ is simply added to show that 
you, dad, are getting a fee simple, and not a life estate.
         ÒNow letÕs make a chart,Ó Dad said.  ÒA chart of all the freehold 
estates.Ó

The Freehold Estates
------------------
Fee Simple - ÔTo George O. Wilson, and his heirsÕ

Fee Tail - ÔTo George O. Wilson, and the heirs of his bodyÕ

Life Estate - ÔTo George O. WilsonÕ

         ÒHow the deed is worded determines what I will get, son,Ó Dad told 
me.  ÒNOT what you will get, son!  I couldnÕt care less about you!Ó
         ÒHmmm,Ó I said.  ÒSo, Dad, I guess in every deed the words Ôand his 
heirsÕ are simply words delimiting what kind of estate is in fact being 
granted?Ó
         ÒYes, son, and thatÕs an excellent word to use,Ó Dad said.  ÒDelimit.  
LetÕs look that up in the American Heritage dictionary:  

         Delimit:  To establish the limits or boundaries of; demarcate.

         ÒThis is what we mean when we speak of words of limitation.  As in, 
Ôand his heirs.Õ  They delimit what type of estate I will take.Ó

         To George O. Wilson, and his heirs.

         ÒOh,Ó I said.  ÒI get it, Dad!  ÔTo George O. WilsonÕ means to you, dad, 
as opposed to say, William Dockery.  And Ôand his heirsÕ establishes the 
type of estate youÕll take.  It defines the boundaries of it, in Law, as being 
a fee simple which, fortunately, is the best estate you can take, because 
it can last forever.  If you donÕt sell it, and if you die BEFORE me, I will 
then, and only then, get your mansion, and after me my son will get it, and 
so on, for as long as there are Wilsons, all the way into eternity.Ó
         ÒYes, son,Ó Dad said.  ÒBut IÕve got bad news for you.  If I decide not 
to sell my property IÕm going to leave it in my will to the Chiquita Banana 
Company, because I like their bananas.  So you still wonÕt get anything 
when I die.  Unless, that is, I decide to rescind my will, because I see you 
working hard and raising a family and obeying the law and not spending 
your time posting porn on the Internet!Ó
         ÒOh yeah,Ó I said.  ÒBut assuming you didnÕt sell the mansion during 
your lifetime, and assuming you DIDNÕT make a will and leave the mansion 
to the Chiquita Banana company, and assuming I, p.d., didnÕt get hit by a 
truck and die before you, then I would INDEED get that fucking mansion 
when you died, dad!  Whether I post porn on the Net or not!Ó
         ÒTrue,Ó Dad replied.  ÒBut that is because Howard Hughes conveyed a 
fee simple to me.  Inheritability is an aspect of a fee simple.  (And not, for 
instance, of a life estate.)  But the words Ôand his heirsÕ in the conveyance 
ESTABLISH that it is a fee simple IÕm taking.  They donÕt give you anything, 
son.  ItÕs just that, BEING a fee simple, the land will pass to you, son, 
when I die, assuming I donÕt in the meantime sell the land to Andrea 
Dorkin or leave it in my will to the Chiquita Banana company.Ó
         ÒAnd assuming I donÕt get hit by a truck and die before you do, dad,Ó I 
(p.d.) added.
         ÒNow letÕs review all the freehold estates in land to see how the 
words of limitation are written in each case,Ó Dad said. 

The Freehold Estates
------------------
Fee Simple - ÔTo George O. Wilson, and his heirsÕ

         Fee Simple Determinable - ÔTo George O. Wilson, and his heirs, 
         until the land is no longer used for residential purposes.Õ

         Fee Simple on Condition Subsequent - ÔTo George O. Wilson, and
         his heirs, upon express condition that the land be used as a church.Õ

Fee Tail - ÔTo George O. Wilson, and the heirs of his bodyÕ

Life Estate - ÔTo George O. WilsonÕ

         ÒSee, son?  Do you think youÕre getting it now?Ó Dad asked me.
         ÒI sure am!Ó I replied.  ÒIt means IÕM getting nothing!Ó
         ÒThatÕs right,Ó Dad smiled.  ÒBack to collecting cans, son!  This 
mansion with ÔyourÕ bedroom in it belongs entirely to me!  The television 
that shows MTV, the closet where you tried hiding your Playboys, 
everything!  Mine!  Mine!  Mine!  Get your lazy ass off MY land and donÕt 
come back!Ó


         So I sat on the curb with P.D. as he sucked on his unlit, discarded 
butt of a cigarette.  Behind us the sun was going down and you could see 
his DadÕs mansion in the distance, but he wasnÕt allowed to go there.  So 
he was homeless just like me and collecting cans.
         ÒBummer,Ó I (holy joe) said to P.D.
         ÒYeah, itÕs a bummer,Ó P.D. agreed with me.  ÒHere I thought, all 
along, growing up in that house, that I was entitled to something, when in 
fact it all belonged to my dad.  Even when I was under 18 none of it 
belonged to me.  He just had a responsibility to take care of me, thatÕs all.  
Even then I owned no part of the house.  And itÕs all because of those pesky 
little words, and what they stand for:  Ôand his heirs.Õ
         ÒWell,Ó I said.  ÒPerhaps someday we can change the law.  We can 
make Ôand his heirsÕ stand for the kids getting something too, not just the 
parents who buy the house.Ó
         ÒWhat?  Are you kidding?  My kids are lazier than I am!Ó P.D. 
declared.  ÒThe words Ôand his heirsÕ can stay just as they are, thank you, 
as words of limitation, not as words of purchase.  If my kids want a house 
theyÕll have to buy a house of their own.  TheyÕre not getting mine!Ó

                                             AND IN THE END...

                                     ÔFREEDOMÕ UNDER CLINTON

         ÒClinton administration lawyer Miguel Estrada argued in favor of 
allowing no-knock searches of homes whenever police reasonably believe 
they will be endangered.Ó

Source:  The case of Richards vs. Wisconsin, 96-5955, (The Associated 
Press, March 24, 1997.) 

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