The door whipped open.“Ms Flynn!” Tiffany hoarsely whispered as she skidded from the line’s tiles onto the office rug.“Hey, how did it go?” ... beamed. Tiffany swallowed some air and darted her eyes around.“Matthew’s not here yet?” She worried.“No, he’s got to check out yours and Courtney’s masseuses doesn’t he?” I smiled. She whipped up straight.“Uh, masseuse and masseur,” She mumbled.“Ew.” I smirked.“Are you homophobic?” Tiffany’s eyes went wide and scared.“I have eaten your pussy, kiddo,” I. " I stammered. " I am sure you did know because I didn't see anyone come into my room after I walked out so you must have been in there the whole time honey." I must have looked like I was going to pass out and I felt like I would too. Grandma walked over and sat me down on her bed and sat beside me. She took both my hands in hers and looked me in the eyes and asked "How much did you see sweety?" I was about to start crying but she just said "I don't have a man in my life and I don't think I. I opened my door and caught Lucy's eyes."Didn't I tell you that you belong to me slut," I mouthed silently, "you are mine and nobody else's."With tears streaming from her big eyes stared back at me and she nodded."Go to your room now and I'll speak to mother," I mouthed.I go back down stairs where mother is crying too."Mum," I said putting an arm around her shoulders, "It's my fault, I've knew about it for over week, but did not say anything because Lucy promised it would never happen again.. I hope you don’t think ill of me for asking to meet you alone up here.’ ‘Why would I do that?’ She was unconsciously whispering. ‘It could be seen as- compromising. My asking you away from the crowd like this.’ His other hand reached her other shoulder and his voice was in a dusky whisper as well now. His lips must have been within an inch of her ear. The warm air of his breath sent slow ripples of sensation from her ear, down her throat, along her spine and lower. ‘Did you ask me? I thought.