The next day he actually asked us if we’d mind if he came in and ate lunch with us.“You’ll really need to talk to Mr. Jamison about that,” I r...plied. “We’re here on his forbearance.”“Oh, I’ve already done that. It’s just that if you’re in here with four pretty girls you may not want any competition.”More amusement ensued. Trish then explained to him, “Jeff’s my stepbrother. When he wanted to skip eighth grade I came up with the idea of him hanging around with my friends as a sort of camouflage. I had my skirt up above my stocking tops and was fingering my bald pussy.We arrived at this massive house on the edge of town. Paul and I were met at the door by a woman, I found out later it was Paul's bosses girlfriend. She was dressed in a French maids outfit, not one of those cheap ill fitting ones you find in sex shops but a pucker top quality outfit. Her skirt stopped level with the dark band of her stockings. The bodice was deep cut, only just covering her nipples.She introduced herself. "And I'm certainlynot going to say no to a new pseudo-son-in-law." Way to make me feelinadequate, dad, I think to myself."Thank you, mis- Mike," Telemachus says with a smile. "My hope is thatone day my family shall accept me for who I am and respect my choices.However, I do not hold out any hope." Have you met his family yet, Ophelia?" Dad asks."Not yet," Ophelia says. "They live in the north of England and we havebeen busy at university, so have had little time to go and see them." Where in. Why ... it’s like Barb getting to meet George Washington.”“You will like hell!” Karla exclaimed, reacting to His first comment. “I absorbed the punishment, and I’m enjoying it.”“Young lady, you’re getting to be as bad as your sister! First, you order me around the same way she does. You both should know by now that I’m not used to being told what I can and cannot do. Second, the expletive you use is one we don’t use up here for rather obvious reasons.”The two girls thought back to Karla’s words.