Would you like that?" I was surprised again. I wondered if she was serious. "Yes Candy, I'd like that. What's your address?" She gave me her address, ...nd I wrote it down. "I'll be there in a couple of hours." "Ok, I'll see you then." I hung up, finished up the spreadsheet, and left work early. Thank goodness it was a Friday afternoon, and others in the office had already left early for the weekend. I stopped at the ATM, and got $260. I wanted to give her a nice tip if we spent two hours. ... but she couldn't help feeling turned on in fact the top of her legs was as slippery as a pair of eels she was completely unused to being in the control of someone else but she found her self enjoying it she was already doing things she would never normally do, she was wearing a blouse underneath her jumper and a short skirt and stockings she assumed he wanted her to dress slutty so she did but not obviously so.She reached her office and sat down thinking about what she had done in here (or. It was feminine. So it was either Mom or it wasn’t and I didn’t know which I preferred.The fact that Dad’s car wasn’t here either niggled at me.I passed my bedroom once I reached the top. Mom and Dad’s room was at the end down the hallway. The giggles were loud and free- I suppose that wasn’t a problem when you live in a big detached house- you wouldn’t have to worry too much about nosy neighbors overhearing anything.For some strange reason, I thought back to when I lived here, how I had to. S and g.i.r.l.s it is worth the detour.Rita is my dad's sister and when my mom died in a car crash she almost took over the mom duties - except for taking car of my dad, I assume but I don't know that much. Helped with the education, the laundry, the shopping, cleaning. The whole works. One year, my dad was unable to plan summer vacation for both if us (I'm an only c***d) and felt really bad about it. So he offered my aunt to go on vacation alone with me, all expenses paid. I thought that.