. day dreams." She shrugged, gesturing with both hands."Yes we all have them. What manner of enticing flights of fancy, does your day dreams take you ...n?" She reddened and stared at the carpet."I... well... lots of things." She shrugged, intertwining her fingers on her lap. You know... about life and things." Sex is it?" Sandra's face flushed even more. "Or the lack thereof, perhaps?" He spoke with a quiet demeanor, just a kind fatherly face with beautiful engaging blue eyes peering at her over. He pretended not to be interested but I knew if it weren't for that ring on his finger or perhaps this large group of people, he would have laid her out on the table right here and she probably would have let him. Fucking whore! I felt a fit of jealousy coursed through my body at the thought. It got late and people at the party began to leave. She finally made her way back to our table and plopped down in the seat next to me. "What a great night!" she said enthusiastically. She brought her. Lifting Cathy off the ground he carried her to the sofa and sat down with her sitting across his lap. Then he slowly ran his fingers over her body, feeling her satin skin and the ripple of her muscles responding to his touch. Then, while he worked on her garter belt, Cathy reached over, retrieved one of the bottles of champagne and started to open it. She was stopped several times by the exquisite feeling of his fingers moving on her sensitive inner thighs and around her body. Finally he had. If I didn't do that or hide it, then mom would use it to buy alcohol.I was glad that I had a lock on my door because of the men that mom brought home. I walked in on her enough times to see her skin and bones body, and her having sex in most positions. She just needed her fix, and this was the work she did to get what she needed. I knew that when I found a way out that I'd never come back, and I'd never be broke or poor again. School was something that I attended and paid attention to, but I.