I know what he saw. I’m pretty close to 19. But I do have to admit I look younger. I have blonde hair in a short pageboy haircut. I’m on the skinn... side, I only weigh 104 and I’m barely 5 feet tall. Ok it’s worse than that. I’m a carpenters dream as my dad say’s. I’m flat on both sides. Although I’ve always thought of it as being athletic. “Ok Meraina where am I taking you?” Dave queried. “Well I was kind of hoping we could go to your place.” Dave just nodded his head and stroked his beard.. We make small talk. My SIL "adjusting" more like grinding on my cock slightly all while smiling telling my wife how much she misses hanging out with us. While my SIL is doing this her boyfriend comes into the room drunk and grabs her up asking her what shes doing. She says just catching up with me and her sister. Anyway I can tell he is pissed. They proceed to fight in the kitchen and he says hes leaving. While this drama ensues my MIL looks as me in her Christmas PJs as if to say "What the. . no. You are a guest. We are here to take care of you, not you take care of us." I wouldn't mind... really." Didn't you take the vacation up here to get away from it all?"Cheryl had a smile on her face as she waited for me to answer."Uh... yes." Then, part of getting away from it all should be not having to clean. Trust me, we have everything well in hand. You just relax, and enjoy your time with us. Okay?"Part of me wanted to jump in and help with the cleaning... while another part of me was. He led me to what seemed like used to be a childs room. There was a queen sized bed, no other furniture or any little trinkets, but childrens ABC wallpaper. It was kind of creepy. I asked for the $40 upfront like we had agreed upon and he handed it to me and I placed it in my pocket. I kind of awkwardly stood around until he gestured that he would like to move on. I went to turn out the light…my shyness poking through the veil of alcohol…but he quickly and sternly said, No, I like them on. Of.