At that time we lived at the end of a quiet cul-de-sac. When we pulled onto our driveway, I naturally had to get out and our security light came on li...hting me up in all my glory as I went into the house. I didn’t know it but a neighbour had heard us getting home and he saw me get out of our car now well illuminated, naked but for my high heels.Of course, I didn't know till a few days later; The phone rang and a voice asked when he could see me like that again, as he said I'd been fully. “Brianna. Sis. You can talk to me. Or do you want me to call mom?”Somehow the idea horrified me. My mom was so… perfect. I still remembered how she scolded me for wearing white during my messy shark week. She was not the person I went to when I was in trouble. Dad was. Or well, in this case, Mandy would have to do. But she wasn’t the best-roasted coffee around here and she’d probably end up being of no help at all.“I’m fine, I just… I need a moment?”“Massage them,” he said, hushed.I raised my. She was Hispanic, about 5'5", rotund, and bruised on her arms and thighs (possibly from intravenous d**g use or just rough sex). She turned around and pulled down her sweatpants. Now fully nude and grabbing at my crotch, she asked if I wanted to fuck. I said yes, but was lacking a condom (a lie). They said it wasn't a problem. She began unzipping my fly and tugging on my turgid member, then lowered herself to begin sucking with her plump lips. I said I would check my wallet in my car and see if. Then he walked toward me. I couldn't move; I just stood there, wondering what he was thinking. He reached me in a few steps, then stood looking down at me. I think he was trying to read me, I guess he liked what he read because he reached up, putting his hand in my hair and pulled me to him as he leaned down for a kiss. By the time he was done, I was more excited than I was nervous. He kept his hand in my hair and lifted his head enough to look me in the eyes. Then he spoke, "Who am I?" I.