"Now, detective, my name is Mr Coris, or Kevin, but not 'kid, ' please. Can we be civil and polite?"His jaw muscles tightened and his partner smirked....Yes, Mr Coris. A Mr Abover, the Program official at the high school, has made a complaint that you assaulted him." It's a false report and there were eight witnesses, the school principal, Dr Fletcher, included, sir. The actual event involved Mr Abover committing battery on my person so I simply restrained him to prevent his committing any more. I walked in and there she was on the sofa like usual watching tv in her sweatpants and t shirt. She hugged me as I came in and kissed me on the cheek. She asked me how I’d been again and we made small talk while we sat on the sofa genuinely enjoying each other’s company. It wasn’t very long before she turned down the tv and told me, “I know why you’re here. You don’t have to be shy about it.” I laughed and said, “What do you mean?” while I repositioned myself into a laid back position while my. Who would suspect that I just turned 18.Ok. Time to get up and get ready for school. First thing first and that’s the toilet. As I get up and walk into the attached room which is my bathroom. Always thought it was a good thing when my parents built this house that most of the bedrooms have there own bathroom. Ah now that that’s done. Time to grab breakfast.I slip on my pink cat slippers and open my bedroom door and head down the hall to the back stairs to head down to the kitchen. This was a. God this was breathtaking, that is how the video ended. A short time later, apparently after she had time to “clean up” I got a text message asking “well?” I couldn’t believe it, I was laughing and finally remembered what my husband had said about her not wanting to show her breasts hanging down. I sent her a message that it looked good, but, well I really needed to see her do that with her breasts hanging down. I looked at the clock, if she takes the bait, and it takes as long as last time..