Episode 1. I had a troubled home life and by the time I was 18 I was well and truly on my own so to speak. I had no regular place to live so was prett... much couch surfing, thankfully my part time job at a supermarket had become a full time job when the manager had learnt of my plight. On my first day as a full time employee I was chatting to one of the checkout girls, when we were on our break. Her name was Sue, she was 28 and fairly attractive with long dark wave hair and a nice, but rather. Why don't you admit it, Hank, that you are in love with her?"That was about as aggressive as Mom had been in recent years. Even though I was still surprised at that, my mind was focussing on Dad's reply. My heart sank when I heard him say, "That's sick, Marybeth." Why, Hank, why is it sick?" She was pleading now, begging him. "If you were raping her, that would be sick - this is love, Hank, isn't it? Not lust. Don't you want her? I am not asking you to compare the two of us - I know that I will. Layla hopped in the shower, shaved her legs smooth, and lathered herself in baby oil & lotion. She crawled in the bed and fell asleep. She arose early. She wrote a message to Kevin telling him she was in his city. Kevin could not believe it. She spent the entire day enticing him to come over and jerk off on her ass. Kevin made excuses. Layla sulked slightly. Near the end of his work day, he announced he would stop by.Layla opened the door wearing a pair of red lace boyshort panties, silver. It is quite clear to all that you are MINE. Every now and then I reach under your skirt and squeeze your bare ass or run a finger along your crack, reminding you of what is to come. At a specific time, I excuse us from the party and take you into the special room. The lighting is dim, there is soft jazz playing and there is a bed in the center of the room, and love seats around the perimeter. I hold up a blind fold for you to see, you are excited about what is to come. I blind fold you.