The knock on my door came as a surprise. I walked over and opened it. My brain misfired once I saw what was waiting for me.Petra stood there in the sh...rtest, tightest, and lowest cut black dress I had ever seen. She sauntered into the room, tracing my jaw with one claw as she passed. She sat on my bed and crossed her legs before more than a shadow could be seen.She patted the bed next to her while the lust in her eyes made me tremble in fear. I slowly walked over to sit next to her. Once I. He was also wondering if you were upset with him because he changed the locks." Is he going to call back?" He was on the way in to the hospital and said he'd try you later on." Did he say anything about him and Wanda?" No, he actually got quiet when I told him she was staying here."Jack turned off the stove and grabbed a straining spoon from the rack. He picked four eggs out of the pot and lowered them in a bowl of cold water he had in the sink, then put two each on small plates that already. It was still in the first year of my college when this happened. Barely two months since my 18th birthday, I contracted a bad fever that kept me bedridden for three long days. Three days of nonstop medication and tiredness which resulted in weird dreams throughout the day. I couldn’t remember most of them when I woke up from my naps and the bits and pieces that I could remember made little sense to me.Except for the dream, I had dreamt that night before. It all came back to me as I brushed my. "My angel," I whispered, "you -- you've made me happier than I can say. God, I adore you." She drew me into her arms, hugging me tightly. I shivered as her tongue traced my ear, then she whispered, "Mom, I want you to fuck me. I've got a strap-on cock, and I'd love for you to do me with it. You will, won't you?" Without waiting for an answer, she rolled off the bed and padded over to her dresser. She opened the bottom drawer and rummaged around for a few seconds, then turned to me, a bad-girl.