I steered Bec over to the rack of fresh towels and grabbed 4 of them. I was running out of hands so I pushed the pile of towels into Bec’s stomach a...d put her spare hand against them. She seemed to get the idea and held them so that was good. Then I picked up her other hand and led her into the bathroom where I closed the door and slid the little lock to make it say “occupied.”I had to help her get started with brushing her teeth, but once she was started she kept going on her own. I guess it’s. "GOT A HANGOVER, LOVE?" shouted Gillian with amusement. "It serves you right for drinking all that crap last night."Nausea threatened to overwhelm her and reluctantly Louise pulled her weary body from the narrow bed before dashing into the bathroom to be sick. Oh the evils of drink. That's it, she thought miserably. I'm never drinking again! The mirror on the wall agreed with her; she looked like death warmed over.Breakfast was a seriously muted affair. Even Alicia barely said a word over her. My legs are pretty long and black stockings really work wonders on them. I have a very thin waist to begin with, so I'm fairly close to passable. Just not 100% passable. So one evening I was at the bookstore dressed in my usual type outfit. When you are going out to get a man for sex, you gotta dress the slut. Basically I always wear some sort of black dress, skintight and black stockings (thigh highs of course) and pumps, fashionable though... and usually my hair is long and curly when. Most of the nights I used to hear noise in my parents’ bedroom and I used to peep in their room secretly. And I used to enjoy their love making they used to talk or rather murmur nasty things while doing sex. Mom always used to plead dad to be slow which he never bothered. I saw my dad pounding my mom’s pussy vigorously. Later at night I used to get back to my room and shag my penis and sleep. I also saw dad being naughty with mom in day times assuming my absence.One day mom received a call.