" She tried to look angry, but it wasn't convincing. The shock was sincere, though."Have dinner with me, then. Will you do that?" Making love with me ...ould be incest. It's not going to happen." But dinner would be okay?"Sandra glared. "Fine. Dinner. That's all."She'd wanted to spend time with Mark, and here he was, but they sat for several minutes barely talking. She didn't know what to say. Mark ventured casual converastion, but she still felt awkward. Maybe she should go home.Sandra got a. Groaning she tried to focus on her room. Except it wasn’t her room. As she focused she became aware that she was in a small room, with a high, barred window and a door with no handle. The smell of the old mattresses began to infiltrate her senses, making her gasp and want to heave. she felt her throat contract and unconsciously moved her hand to her mouth and nose, trying to blot out the aroma. She groaned and spilled off the mattresses, rolling awkwardly across the bare floorboards. Looking. I popped my eyes wide, as I froze in deep terror. I opened my mouth to scream but nothing had come out. A silent scream in the night, perhaps this was just a nightmare. Whatever it was, it moved closer to my face and I could see long saber like fangs, clicking just inches away from my nose. My eyes where locked on him, as he drew in closer and closer to me, and all I could hear was the clicking sound of his hooks clashing together. His eyes were a dark green in color, and I studied his. When you finish using a sex toy, either clean it again or throw it away. Now if you are all finished, put the salad in the fridge and get changed for dinner in about an hour or so. I will set up the table."Leaving Linda alone looking at that carrot, she turned and walked into the dining room smiling and thinking to herself, "Like mother, like daughter."Linda looked to make sure her mother did not see her walk out of the kitchen with the carrot. She walked to the bathroom to take her bath. Linda.