The first scene was an older lady answering her door to a young teen and inviting her inside. Mel didn't take long to say " thats funny, thats what yo... just did for me". In true amatuer porn style, it cut straight to the bedroom and them both laying on the bed next to each other naked, touching and kissing.After a couple of minutes mel said "Sheila would you mind if I sat a little closer to you?", and without waiting for a reply, she moved close to Sheila.Sheila could feel her pussy starting to. Suddenly her eyes rested on one of the other girls near her. The girls eyes were dead looking but the girl curled and uncurled her toes and moaned softly, and it was crazy but they seemed like moans of pleasure. Kelly realized the girl was very much alive. But that is not why Kelly focused on her. She focused on her because it was Amanda. Her sister. Her sister that had disappeared from her college library during her freshmen year five years ago. The disappearance of Amanda had nearly torn her. ‘I… I didn’t sir. Not much.’ He could hear the truth in her voice, hear the fatigue. ‘And were you a good girl? Did you do as I asked you?’ ‘Yes Sir!’ Came her mournful, heartfelt whisper. All the aching and longing sounded thickly in her words. ‘Mmm, good girl.’ He praised her. ‘Where are you now Kitty?’ ‘In my bedroom, sir.’ ‘And will anyone overhear this conversation?’ ‘No Sir, my parents are both at work.’ She answered softly. Immediately the thought of going to her place and taking her in. He felt her resolve grow under the shape of his words, and when he told her he would come back next week the strength he saw in her eyes filled him with joy. Her mother, too, had expressed support in the only way she knew how, in a bungalow at the Beverly Hills Hotel. She was older now, her career on the wane but she was still very much the desirable leading lady — in his script, anyway. She held on to him that night with a fierceness that had left him breathless, yet when she whispered in his.