She came running and asked “debuuuu ….what happened”. I said that” miss, I have fallen down and hurt my knee….”.she said “open the door ...et me help you out”. I opened the door as if some how I was able to open it and that I was in great pain. She said “how can you be so careless….are you hurt”. I said “I m having problems walking”. So she took me to the room and laid me down on the bed. All this time I was brushing my hand on to her breasts. She enquired “is it paining too much???” I replied. “We’re here,” my dad said, pointing towards a large house. This was where one of our family friends, Matt, lived. He worked as a pharmacist back then, but there were other uses for his potions he’d found over the years. As we walked in, Matt greeted us both and we all walked in to a large but very dark lounge where he had a selection of substances in pharmaceutical containers set out next to a bag. “Now, you know where she lives I presume?” Matt asked. “Yes,” I said, guessing he was already in. Before she could say anything he lifted his mouth away and sat down on the bed.“Don’t worry he can’t do a thing. I tried him up, and when he does wake up he’ll find me, his son loving his wife, my step mommy. Mmm I have wanted you sense he married you. I watch you sleep and everytime you turn in bed and your tit pops out from under the sheet my mouth waters, and my dick gets hard.” He tells her..He stands up and slowly moves onto the bed, resting between her lovely long slender legs. His hands. ‘Uh, never mind. We’ll find someplace else. Sorry for the trouble.’Mike put his hand on Angi’s back as he led her towards the exit. ‘Now hold on,’ the gruff voice of the old man called out. Before Mike could open the door, it opened for him, and three large raven-haired men stepped into the room. They blocked the exit, with the same blank expressions on their faces as the old man. Mike pulled Angi away from them, looking for another way out. His eyes scanned the room desperately.‘Boy,’ the.