It all started when my best friend and I were sleeping over at her house. This is something we would do two or three times a month and I never objecte... because it was fun, and I got to check out her dad. He was six foot four and definitely didn’t have a “dad bod.” I could tell he worked out all the time and even got to see him with his shirt off at the pool a few different times, and every time I did I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. One time he even caught me staring at him and I could have. As she shuffles over with her head to the floor, Rob greets her politely."Good morning, I called earlier about the car" Are you Charles?" came the croaky cackle"Yes love. Charles Bentley" Ah well you better come into the garage and take a look then"Charles Bentley was one of the names Rob used when an alias was called for.In Rob's experience, he found that it was always better to buy a car then steal one. Too many idiots are caught on their way to or from a job by driving passed a copper car.. "Mom ! Melanie what are you doing here?" I tried to deflect their eyes from my 17 year old naked body. Melanie was mom's best friend. They both looked like they saw something they wanted badly. Lust. They now stood either side of where I lay on the sun lounger. They were real estate agents and worked together. My mom wore business suits with pants. Melanie dressed like the girls at school, skimpy, tight, revealing skirts and tops or dresses. Melanie licked her big red luscious lips. Her hand. ‘Now shut the fuck up and you take what we give you and you won’t get hurt, like Ellie said you might even enjoy it,’ he finished. ‘I know how to shut her up,’ Bill said and bent down and began to kiss Michele on her painted red lips. Michele felt Bill’s tongue invade her mouth and attempted to move her head out of the way but it was useless, he continued to kiss her, the taste of whisky and cigarettes on his breath. She felt one of the men, Joe she figured as Steve had hold of her legs, untie.