I wore a black lacy bra and panty. I kept my hair open. I applied very light makeup. I put on a black stocking and to top it. I wore a black heel. I w...s ready now as per their requirement. It was almost 8 now.My cell phone beeped. It was a message from Ali asking for my pic standing in front of the mirror. I texted him back, stating I am ready as they wanted and he can come and see me here. To which he told me to do just as I was told to. So I stood in front of my mirror and took a pic standing. “Do you know Jim?” Roxanne asked as she and her guest made their way into the living room. To say I was shocked would have been an understatement. I quickly made my way to my feet as Jim extended his hand in my direction and politely introduced himself, proffering a quick wink and a toe-to-head assessment of myself. “Jim is one of my clients,” Roxanne said mildly. “We’ve been seeing each other...“Roxanne’s voice trailed off and Jim completed her unfinished sentence, “… about a year.”Jim was. "Your stupid fucking father is in the hospital, and he wants you to go and sit with him now. He does not want me any more."Katie sat up rubbing her eyes."What has happened?"The stupid bastard was drunk, and he got knocked down by a passing taxi. He will probably live unfortunately, but he insists he wants you to stay with him."Katie grabbed her clothes and ran from the room as I turned to grab my pants. Doris stopped me by grabbing my pants out of my hands."Not so fast you. You have just fucked. I got up fumbled in the dark for the door, opened it an made my way towards her room which was lit by the dim glow of her bedside lamp.When I rounded the corner to her room, my eyes were met with a sight that I could not look away from. There was my darling Cecilia spread eagle on the bed masturbating with a shampoo bottle and calling out my name.I was glued to the spot. The sight of her young wet and so very hairy cunt being abused by the shampoo bottle was too much for me to take. My rock.