I have not had eyes on her.”As the girl, presumably Flow, stooped and entered, Ashley heard Storm reply from outside the door. “Ah, well, that I h...ve done. The lady claimed me with rather personal attention when I made so bold as to express interest.”Storm crawled through the door. Spotting Ashley, he continued, “There she is; Lady Ashley, Third of Oak Leaf.”Ashley was taken aback by the mess Storm had made both of her name and the propriety of the situation. Even though Flow had not been made. Apparently the man likes my sketches so much he asks Dad if he got them from another architect. When Dad tells him I did them, the guy suggests Dad start looking for a good college of architectural design to get me enrolled into. The big concern, of course, is the cost of tuition but the suggestion gets me thinking seriously about ways to make it happen. I hadn't seriously thought about architecture as a career before but I begin to like the idea more and more. Hell, I hadn't planned to go to. " I overhear mom's friend, Mary say to her. "Men are way over rated. If you're going to end up getting yourself off anyway, why not just stay home with your vibrator in the first place?" She laughs."I guess last night didn't go so well, huh?" Mom asks, as I peek through the screen door to watch Mom and Mary sunbathing on the back deck. With some of the money we got from dad, we added a swimming pool to our backyard. Mom and Mary are sunbathing on lounge chairs next to the pool, facing the back. Like I was sculpting you a bigger cock, it grew larger and harder in my mouth and fingers. You were moaning softly and whispering, “Oh, Baby. God, yes. Oh, your fuckin' mouth. Your cock suckin' cunt mouth...” and the like. I made, “Mmm,” noises.Behind me I could hear footsteps coming from my left and then receding to my right. Then I heard some more, but the steps stopped somewhere behind me this time. I heard a woman say, “That's so gross.” A man said, “I gotta get this.” Before you could.