The Koehler house was built into a small hill and that allowed the ground floor to be the cellar level in most house. I knew where the phone lines cam... into the house and made sure to cut them before heading to the sliding glass door that would give me access to the house. I popped the door open with the crowbar without making any noise, and surveyed to room before me. On the other side of the family room was a bedroom and a small bathroom. I made my way towards the back bedroom and found the. Mom tossed her bra in the laundry basket. She had dark hair, like I did, and dark eyes. She was really quite good-looking, thirty-eight years old and firmly built. Mom was on the thin side, but had decent sized hips and boobs. And legs, as they’d say, that went all the way up.“I’ll take your silence as an admission of guilt. Or maybe you’re not so guilty, as your father is probably ninety percent to blame, but still. You’re not innocent.”She stepped out of her slacks, which joined her blouse. It’s a small card, like the ones florists use, and has two words in an ornate black script: Wear This. Feeling a bit like Alice who’s fallen down the rabbit hole and is being asked to eat this or drink this, I turn the card over looking for a signature or any indication of who sent it. There’s nothing. ‘Curiouser and curiouser,’ I think. I pack up the mask, set the box aside and go about the rest of my busy day, only glancing occasionally at it out of the corner of my eye. Wednesday morning I’m. I needed four girls for my purpose. I looked them over carefully. I tapped the redhead, “Gigi, stand up, walk to the door and wait for me.” I heard her confirmation as she obeyed, then I walked past two girls, I tapped one with black hair who was naked except for a collar, she blinked a couple times as her eyes were taken away from her focus. “Kati, stand up and wait by the door with Gigi.” She responded just like Gigi. I skipped by another girl, and tapped the brunette on the shoulder,.