My mother was a single parent with two teenage kids on her hands, a crappy job, and bills to pay.I’m fifteen years old and I get to do just about an...thing I want to, as long as the cops don’t catch me.My sister Evelyn is thirteen years old and a little brat. She snitches on me all the time even though Mom doesn’t punish me and I always get even with her.Mom is a thirty-three-year-old woman with a great body. She got knocked up when she was seventeen years old and had me when she turned. ?What are youdoing? Are they okay? What do you want?? She rambled in a scared panic. Mad Mike smiledand stroked his goatee. ?Wow. So many questions. What am I doing? I am startingmy own Halloween party, and you three are invited. Are they okay? Yes, they areout for a while, but they will be up to join the fun later. And what do I want?Well, Beth, I want to fuck all of you, and I will have you girls as my sexslaves all night!? Beth shuddered ashe spoke her name, and then wailed as he told of his. Wilson?" Margaret asked."George is just teasing. There are no changelings." Wouldn?t it be nice, if there were changelings?" Margaret said."Yeah!" Dennis agreed. "Then I could change into a superhero, or a cowboy, or a monster!" You?re already a monster, Dennis. What you need to change into is somebody more civilized I could be real friends with." It?s not going to happen!" Dennis smiled."Oh, kids, I almost forgot!" Mrs. Wilson said. "Come to the garage." Martha, no!" George pleaded. "It?s hard. She spread her legs at about a 60 degree angle and proceeded to work one leg at a time. She started with her right leg. Using both hands she worked the lotion all over her thigh. Watching her hands move over the inside and outside of thigh and across the top was nearly as arousing as watching her work the lotion into her tits. She moved down to her knee and then her calf. She was still sitting on the bed, so she needed to lean forward to reach her calf, which induced some fantastic bobbing of.