I should probably get up and make some breakfast," "No Gracie, the others aren't here. I was going to go with them but they told me to stay here with...you, since you would have a major headache when you woke up," I frown and I run my fingers through my hair, feeling the hardness of the dried hairspray. "Go where?" I watch him swallow hard and he takes a deep breath before he puts his hand on my shoulder. "Sweetie, do you remember anything from last night?" "Uhh...," I pause to think for a. I fixed a nice supper that Friday night as the house looked so nice and laundery was washed;dried;folded and put where it belonged."What's in the bags mom?" You'll find out after supper, dear."He had matured nicely, he did not go snooping or try to find out. He knew he would know sooner that later and after we ate I said,"Let's take a nice shower." O.k. Mom, I like that idea.So we are in the shower and he takes a face cloth and puts my favorite soap on it and washed my breasts as he stands. It looked old, but appeared to be clean and functional. The second switch turned on two lamps in the room. Their heavily-shaded bulbs created a deep red glow in the room but didn’t provide much light.As her eyes adjusted to the dim light, Mandy could see that most of the room was taken up by an old-fashioned four-poster bed with thick posts supporting an ornate wooden canopy. Ducking slightly she could see that the inside of the canopy was a single, huge mirror.After hanging up her coat and. "So you think it’s alright to bring someone into our house to our bedroom and act like a slut? Huh? Do you?”I started to open my mouth to talk but before I could, I felt her hand go over my mouth, her fingernails digging hard into my flesh as she squeezed my mouth closed. “I am not finished talking and you are going to start speaking only when spoken to - like a good little girl." As you have chosen to act like a slut, I am going to start treating you like one, because that is just what you.