Finally I was released home and into the care of my mother. This didn’t sound so bad, my mother had always looked after me as well as she could whi...st working full time in her own business. My sister had been a bit of a terror for me the last few years but of late she’d been friendly and nice to me, and since the accident she had been virtually all over me.It wasn’t until I needed the toilet for the first time that evening that I realised the full ramifications of being in the care of my. Life consistently gives them the shaft and yet they carry on like every day is the best damn day of their life. What’s their secret? Is it a loving partner that cares for them? Nope. Is it a newfound religion? Not likely. Is it drugs? No… well, maybe. But it’s also something else, something much more magical. No, literally, it’s a magic book.That’s right, hidden throughout the world are these special little hardcover books with slightly worn red leather bindings just begging to be found. They. " How can I refuse?"Meanwhile, back in town, Aunt Jane, with me always out on my modeling contract, was feeling bored. When Mom and Dad died in that car accident, she had felt duty-bound to take me in because 'the poor kid had no one else'. Granted, I had just finished my last year of high school but that was still too young to be on one's own. While she hadn't said so, she had been worried, however, that I would put a crimp in her routine. And I had, at that ... because of me, she had stayed. I called Ashley before I got in the shower today and made the date. She's very nice and so beautiful.” Vicky was so excited she was talking a mile a minute. Suddenly her expression changed, her eyes got that lustful look and her voice got that smokey edge with the sexy whisper. She was trying to talk me into something. “We've talked about doing this. Have another woman join us. I know you'd like to watch. I can tell. Every time we talk about it your cock gets bigger than it already is.” As she.