‘Don’t worry. You won’t get left out.’ And I wasn’t. One afternoon I was heading out to work and Tommy showed up. Carla had invited him for ...inner and a movie that night. I went back into the bedroom to tell Carla her young guest had arrived. Carla was sitting at her dresser putting on some makeup. She’d just finished showering and she was still completely naked. A lit cigarette dangled from her lips and she dragged on it deeply. Although it was late in the day, she hadn’t gone to bed until. Frozen on the screen is this cutie. She looks like she is in her mid twenties. She has dark hair kind of short, and she is staring straight ahead with her mouth open. Her nice tits are jutting naked, her button less blouse hangs open with her bra shoved up around her neck, and her nipples are rock hard and sticking out close to half an inch. I press the play icon and can see her gasping as she breathes heavily. Her tits are heaving and she is quivering. She is fucking hot and I wonder if she is. Still, even for a guy, Bret was strange. And the relationship was even stranger. Bret paid all the rent, provided the transportation, paid the bills -- he’d offered to pay her bill in the bookstore before she explained that Dad paid it, and he’d already known that she was mad at Mom and Dad. If she did more of the housework, she’d made the assignments. Mom and Dad would say that Bret got sex for that, but she got sex. In her period, when they couldn’t have sex, she got sex. She got oral sex,. “Thanks, Steve.”She walked me to the door and watched as I backed out of the driveway. I waved to her and headed back towards Milford. One small part of me was kicking me for not spending a few hours with Anna and her fantastic body, but my conscience was completely clear. I’d done the right thing. I was sure of that. When I got to the Spencers’, I changed clothes and headed to the Blanchard’s house for dinner.The evening went well. Alan Blanchard was cordial and didn’t try to trap me into.