16 is the legal age for consensual sex in the UK. The first three rooms inspected were all good. As she looked around the lads all followed in a group... “I think they fancied me” she said. “I’m not surprised” I said. “You always look sexy in your business clothes”. The fourth room however was very untidy and smelt of cannabis. It was apparently the room of the lad who had met her at the door on her arrival. “I told him it was quite unacceptable and would need sorting out. The lads all stood. "I guess I can help out. I know I really shouldn't be nice to you but Idon't want to ruin your day. I'll cook and help you serve everything." Oh honey, that's so sweet of you to help out your brother. You reallyare a very special girl. We can go shopping tonight to pick up all thestuff you'll need for tomorrow. I'll write down the recipes for youtonight too."I was pretty busy the next morning. The pizza was pretty easy toprepare but the meatballs required a lot more time plus mom suggested. ’ She took a swig of the whisky and began to cough and splutter. ‘Gawd, that strong,’ she gasped. ‘Can I have some of that stuff you’re cooking?’ I had managed to rescue most of the meal from its potential fiery demise but I had only prepared for one. I was half mind to refuse her, but somehow she seemed to have taken over so all I said was, ‘If you like.’ ‘I’ll tell you if I like when I’ve tasted it,’ she said. The situation seemed to have got out of hand, or more accurately, out of my hand. The room smelt musty and uninviting.The bed didn’t have that little wallow that our body creates over time, so she couldn’t get comfortable. She tossed and turned, but the room just felt off. She swore in frustration and rolled off the bed. Terry grabbed her bag and found herself driving back to Dale’s house.She felt better once she was back inside. She stripped off and crawled into Dale’s bed. She found her wallow in the mattress and settled down. She hugged Dale’s pillow and sighed when she.