I sent a rude"WTF?" message back, and her only response was.... "If you don't want momand dad to know you were not only smoking weed....but selling it.....youwill do every little thing I say." I got a little dizzy when I readthis, but I had no choice but to meet her the next evening, around 6:00p.m. at the address given.I did not make the connection, but this was a salon owned by the motherof her best friend Trish. The place was closed, but the door was open.I walked in, and Callie skipped. See sam was embarssed about haveing a crush on his step sister he knew that this was wrong not natural but sick in a sense but she just turned him on her curves the shape of her ass every thing about her turned him on he would often masterbate to the sent of her dirty pantys and fantasize about fucking her really hard in the ass and the mouth well this was the chance he had been waiting for and he wasnt going to let it slip by seeing that his s*s was growing he asked her if shewanted to play. A large, soft, and very comfortable-looking settee was placed some twelve feet away, half facing a fine marble hearth in which a bright fire burned.We sat down on wooden chairs and Jimmy picked up the Box Brownie camera. He held a finger over his lips to indicate the need for silence as voices sounded on the stairs. He was wise to remind me, as the sense of being present in the room rather than watching from outside it was profound. Shortly afterwards, the door opened and Georgina entered,. Steve hadn't caught either of his conquests as of that point bragging to her, but he'd assumed it was happening; maybe she was excited by the concept, but afraid of the actuality?And last but not least, there was Lisa. Her Italian heritage left her with a slightly dusky skin tone that he found quite attractive. She'd been athletic in her former life, he understood, and her newly younger form had kept the muscle tone. He was getting weird vibes from her. She seemed to want his approval.