I had been kneeling, still naked, in front of her.Originally thinking I would defend her if he had discovered us hiding.Mom had only been wearing a si...ple short silk slip after she had taken a shower.Her arms were wrapped around me from behind and I could feel her body trembling in fright. I also could feel her nipples so hard, pressed into my back.Her shaking was constant. Fearing he would open the closet door at any time and push the boxes out of the way in his search for us.Somehhow, through. Mamorku swung the door open and helped Suki inside. She hung her bag on a hook next to the door and flipped on the lights. The tiny kitchen and living room were illuminated. There was a door on either side of the living room, leading into Suki’s and Kyto’s bedrooms. ‘Suki, are you going to be okay? Is there anything you need help with?’ Mamorku asked. ‘I’ll take care of whatever you need.’ ‘Thank you.’ Suki whispered. She slowly reached up with her neck, and kissed him on the check. ‘Suki…’. ‘Goddamn, you’re something! You really needed that, dincha?’ Ann lay there, puzzled. Her need was sated but, somehow, she felt the same nagging feelings of incompletion, of emptiness, that she always seemed to feel after she had sex. It had been like this ever since… She forced herself to drop that line of thinking. Sex with the men she brought home usually was good, but after it ended, there was a feeling of edginess she found a little disturbing, if she let herself dwell on it. There was no. Like father, like son, the men of their family came to power by figuring out how to get what they wanted.Patrick pulls up in the driveway, his black Lamborghini shimmering in the California sun as he parks it next to a Mercedes he recognizes as his best friend Peters. He adjusts his rear-view mirror, checking out his hair one more time with a grin. As he walks in the front door and starts to head to his room, he hears his step-mother screaming like a banshee in heat from the upstairs. He knew.