“Yeah, my dad took me out most of the day. We just now got back. The rose is a ‘sorry I missed most of your birthday’ present, and this is your ...ctual present.” he stated pulling a small present out from behind his back. I closed the door behind me and sat down on the steps outside my front door. Holding the rose in one hand, I took the present from him as he sat down next to me. I quickly removed the wrapping paper revealing a mixed CD with a picture of me on the cover of the jewel case. On. Sir had grown tired of the routine and sought me out to take her place. I grew up in a household where I was to do as I was told and actively help around the house. This is the way women are supposed to be. There was a part of me that loved the feeling I got from tending after others and keeping things beautiful, the familiar tingle between my thighs that reminded me of my true purpose as a woman even in this day and age. Sir gets lonely a lot and I was there to help. He works long hours at the. .. Hi... are you Clare? John said to come over and you’ll... er... look after me””hmm of course I’ll look after you” she said biting her bottom lip. “Come and sit here next to me”. She patted the seat right next to her. I sat more toward the edge. “You can come closer I don’t bite!” I shuffled up next to her. She grabbed my thigh firmly. “That’s better” she said while giving me a slight wink. At that point John arrived back at the table. “Here you are lad, get that down you!” I wondered if he. I then lay on the bed with my arms outstretched, as she wanted, while she stroked my breasts and suckled my nipples to help relax me and get me in the right mood. She ran her hand down my belly and into my rather sparse bush. After that she very gently and sweetly fingered my pussy and stroking my clitoris. I felt quite excited by all this expert attention. Eventually Lynne told me that she felt the time was right and put one leg across my body and straddled me, pinned my arms down with her.