“Mrs. Connelly,” Dana corrected herself. “We don’t need to involve the police or those silly insurance companies in this, do we? After all, no...one got hurt, did they? I’d really hope that we could just work this out between the two of us.”Dana knew that sounded pretty lame, but then again she had nothing to lose.“To protect your flawless driving record no doubt,” Gail said, the sarcasm in the tone self-evident.“No one ever wins when you involve all of them,” Dana went on, laying it on even. Then watching my old recordings gave me an idea....During the evening, whilst I still had a dildo inside me, my k** brother, Tom, phoned asking if he could stay for the weekend. He is a lot younger than me at 14 and often stays weekends to get away from our parents. I agreed and he was to come around on friday night.As soon as I put the phone down, I set to work.I dug out my remote camera and set it up hidden in a smoke alarm set into the ceiling of my spare room. This is directly above the two. She had become the official hostess, and would hold court while I worked. When it got to be too much for me, she sent me her fifteen year old granddaughter, and I showed her the prices and how to use the scales.She wouldn’t take any money from customers, though. I surprised her by paying her, minimum wage for three hours, the time she got home from school until I was packed to go. I paid her in cash, and tears came to her eyes. It was the first money she had ever earned. I told her I would up. And my father who was 53 years old was nothing compared to Rajan.Next day when I came back from college I asked Rajan about what happened, he smiled and took me on the terrace, we lit up a cigarette and he told me that he did make a move. He said while massaging I pulled her saree and petticoat above her knees and started touching her thighs, She moved her legs away instantly, but after some time she looked into her eyes and allowed him to go ahead.Me: Then what happened?Rajan: Nothing, I.