What did she look like?” I asked,trying to conjure up a mental picture in case I should run into her on the street.“Well, she was skinny and plain...looking.Straight brown hair, brown eyes, kinda pale,”Jeff said.“To be honest, she’s kinda homely.And she never smiled once.”Great, I thought to myself.My stalker is here,in town, and she knows where I live. The next few days I never went to classes and kept myself locked up in my apartment, cautious to even appear to be at home.I kept all my lights. We just watched good movies. But sitting there nude, things sometimes happened. I remember one night when each pair of us was cuddled up together, me with my daughter and my wife with my son. My daughter reached over and casually began stroking my penis. When my wife saw what was happening, she began to stroke our son's penis. This was too much for both of us and we both exploded, spewing semen all over our partners and ourselves. This provoking giggling from the ladies and a scramble to find. Soon I made a lot of friends and they visited my flat often. It became a daily routine. Life was going good. Then something happened which changed my Life a lot.After a week, in Kolkata I realized I required a servant to take care of my flat. I called my Aunt and asked her to help me. She said she would send her maid to my flat in the evening. I was happy to hear that. Same Day, In the Evening, my sleep was disturbed by the bell. When I opened the door, I saw a woman of about 27 years of age,. Now that his brain was capable of functioning, he asked, “What’s the matter, Lily?”“I’m bored with being the swing kid,” Lily said with a pout.Sean looked over at Suzie and saw that she had adjusted her shirt. She scooted over and said, “Let her in.”Lily got in the truck and climbed over Sean. Her knee caused him to double over. She settled into position between the two teenagers. Looking around, she said, “This is better.”“Uh, yeah,” Sean said remaining bent over and trying to uncross his.