"We're going to use the living room chair."Helen complied and I half carried - half staggered into the next room and gingerly lowered her into the cha...r. Hurrying, I placed her legs, one on each of the chair's arms. Helen's robe now hung loosely over one shoulder. Her cunt gaped at me. I had never seen it quite like this, so open, so inviting. I wasn't quite finished with my preparations. I went back to the kitchen, shedding my robe and jockeys enroute and retrieved the fruit bowl and a couple. ‘Umm, err ... Chloe, love, umm ... there’s someone staying over ... err, a friend ... I hope you don’t mind, she’ll be down for breakfast in a while, I guess ...’ I trailed off. I needn’t have worried: Chloe put down the book reviews section, gazed at me with bright interest, and then gave quite an adult peal of laughter.‘Oh, Mum! Finally, you’ve brought someone home – I thought you never would! Are you happy? I hope she’s good in bed!’I gasped, and my shock must have been transparent. . The noise jarred Stephanie from her thoughts. As the truck raced past, she noticed its Cincinnati Bengals bumper stickers. Jason worshipped the Pittsburgh Steelers and despised the Bengals. He’d taught her the rules of American football, and they’d watched games together. Like bright summer sunlight banishing the dark, just thinking about Jason pushed her black thoughts away. She remembered running her fingers through his never-quite-combed hair, and how she melted when his cool breath tickled. Soon his curiosity began to get the best of him, the need to know whatreside in the suddenly heavy chest burned in his mind. He pulled out thesmall key from his pocket and crawled over towards the chest. With a smallbreath, he inserted the key and turned it gently. To his surprise, thelock cleanly snapped open and fell to the floor with a gentle thud.Looking at the chest, he slowly lifted the top and gazed inside at thecontents.He quickly recoiled back in horror and shocked, nearly falling to.