Angela’s parents were away because they were finalizing the living arrangements on the west coast. Her parents let Angela and her older sister Mich...lle behind. Michelle went out to a party and left us all alone.It happened so innocently. We were packing some of her sweaters and she had a pile that she would like to keep but she didn’t know if they would fit. Without thinking and probably because we were so comfortable with each other, Angela lifted her sweat shirt she was wearing off, to. Inquiring into the where, the what, the who. His hand had againgrasped her jaw, then, silencing her. For a short moment resting hisweight on her jaw, hurting her, he had slapped her face with his otherhand, hard. Took his hand away from her mouth, bringing his indexfinger to his lips, commanding silence.He lifts himself up now, kneels between her thighs. His hands movealong the side of her stomach, upward. He feels her breath start toflutter as he caresses her, moving over her ribs, slowly. He had, he claimed, three mistresses in the area. His wife was, of course, long gone and he was paying her with our money.Then the girls arrived. Both wore croptop tees that bared their middle down to the belly buttons and tiny white shorts that displayed their sex lips and mounds for close inspection as well as their round, hard butts, at least the lower half. Their jutting nipples were also plain to see. Their legs were long and shapely. They jiggled wonderfully when they came in."Sit," I. Puzzled, I looked at the envelope in my hand. I was small yes, but was crammed full of something soft, but not soft enough to compress to the size of my letterbox. I tore open the envelope and was instantly hit by the familiar smell of fruity perfume. Unsure if the perfume raised more questions than it solved, I thrust my hand deep into the parcel rummaging through the soft material my fingers found something hard in the center. A disc. “WATCH THIS, USE THESE” was written in capital letters on.