As I had walked in from bright sunlight it was hard to see at first. Once my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I observed the place was almost empty. On...e I sat down at a table and looked around, I realized another big difference. There were only five or six girls working, and they were not the beauties I had seen at night. Hell they were not really girls. They were much older and not as good looking as what I had observed during my night visits. I was contemplating leaving when a waitress came. ” I say standing up slowly, “thanks for the meal.” I say to both my parents before taking my plates into the kitchen and then hurrying upstairs to my bedroom.I don’t even make it even halfway up the stairs when Alex starts to invade my thoughts again, I imagine him holding me in his arms and both of us are naked, our bodies are pressed against each other and he has that smile on his face, the one that always makes me want to smile. The scene then changes and Alex is on top of me and I know he. "Mom" gasps Alison"Your too tight back here, you haven't been wearing your buttplug have you?" But i don't like it, why does.." whines Alison as her mother places her free hand on her daughters shoulder and uses her body to pin her against the sink and mirror."I know you don't understand why, and I've told you as much as i can." Begins Amanda as she starts to piston the lone invader in and out of her daughters puckered hole. "You know much of the things that go on at the company are. About 36 - 26 - 36 Hungarian to be more precise, with an accent that was so strong it dripped stereotype continental sexy.We had spoken several times on the phone, so her 'so we meet at last' wasn't as contrived as it sounded when she greeted me at the door. I asked about her accent - "Hungarian" was the reply - so of course I had opened my big mouth and told her that my forebears had also been from that part of the world. From that point we had gotten along famously.She signed me in then led.