In a way, that was a relief. I was not really sure what to expect.“I bet you’re anxious to meet your sister Laura.” My uncle Frank stated, “S...e was born after you moved away. It would be nice for you two to get to know each other.”“Yeah, um, I’m anxious to meet her.” I said calmly, “Is she here yet?”“No, not yet. But she’ll be here.” My uncle Frank replied.Marcy let out a little chuckle.“And what’s so funny?” I whispered to her.“That name, Laura.” She whispered back with a giggle, “Remind. Notably avoiding eye contact.“Listen, I’m here for you,” she said, changing the subject while pouring two glasses of Prosecco.” This is your night. Have a lovely evening,” she said, raising her glass. Her time with me did take the edge off my nerves. I don’t know whether it was the conversation or the sparkling wine, but it worked.I knew the hotel well; I must have driven past it a thousand times before. It was about five miles out of town, set back in woodland leading to Sommersdale lake.. She was now a bit drunk from the wine but not drunk enough to not know what she was doing. "You like what you see, honey?" she asked."I sure do" I said as I took another look at her cleavage."Maybe we should go somewhere more private" she said as she leaned in closer to me."Sounds good" I said, nervously, "Got anywhere in mind?" I asked."How about my place?" she asked and we then left.We had taken a cab to her place. On the way she said that she'd had a few bad experiences with men and past. When I opened the door Lori was standing there with a glass of wine in each hand. She gave one to me and then led me into the living room.Candles had been spread around the room and they gave off a soft romantic glow. There was also soft music playing in the background. As I walked towards her Lori stopped me with a hand gesture. I stood still watching her sway towards me."Tonight, I am your servant. This is my present to you. Body is yours to do whatever you want with it. How would you.