I remember showing up at my brother Farley’s funeral, and meeting his widow. I’d not seen any of my family since boarding an empty freight car aft...r my freshman year of high school—I had to get out of there.The neighbors always thought all was placid in the Nickerson household, but my parents were both abusive sex perverts, and I’m afraid it had a permanent affect on us all. By the time I left, thanks to my father’s abuses, my brother Harlan had committed suicide as a transvestite prostitute,. Mato had perfected Sex Slavery and he was becoming more greedyby the day. He didn't even monitor Whitney anymore he knew she would doher job and do it well. But his greed was about to make things even moreintense for the Las Vegas Valley.Mato was earning almost one hundred thousand a girl. But the Problem hewas facing was the fact that supply was appearing to severely outweighdemand. There was only a select few in the world involved in the SexSlave trade at that level. Mato was greedy and was. "He placed his hands on my butt and I, at his request, tightened my rump. "Not an issue for you, you're real strong here." Returning to my thigh, he massaged every knot and fiber; then, when done, he stood and excused himself, said he'd be right back. When I reached down to straighten my robe I found that its hem lay across my waist; I hadn't realized how far it had crept up my body during the massage. Pulling my robe back in place I sat up as my stepson returned, handed me a glass of water and. Well if you’ve not got anything sexy on I suggest you go and put them on coz I‘ve got something planned for you. As always she commented. Di disappeared upstairs and came down wearing just high heels, black stockings, matching bra, suspender belt and thong. Will this do she said standing there. Fuck me I said you still look fucking horny; I can’t wait to tease and play with your body. She walked over to me how about that wine now she said. Going to the cupboard she produced two glasses then.