.. ," I stammered. She just looked back at me as coquettishly as she possibly could. Finally I blurted out, "Yes ... damn it ... Yes Megan."A huge smi...e crossed her face as she stared back at me. I didn't know what the hell I was doing. How was this fifteen year old controlling me? Shit! She's even MORE like me! Everything with Jason was mutual. With Hubby I'm generally in charge. But here's my Megan, my young one, teasing me and I'm powerless to stop it."You've been thinking about me?" Yes, I. Fuck! Your mouth feels like My cunt ... Hot and wet and soft. I push My fingers to the back of your throat as far as they will go; I see your eyes tensing a little, slightly unsure for just a moment, but You'd better get used to it, that's where I want to put My cock. You are going to put it in Your mouth, You are going to kiss it; You are going to stroke it and lick it. I want My cock to be the sole focus of Your pleasure right now and You're going to do it like the cock hungry little slut. “Frankie…”“Now!”And with that, she stormed out of the room, through the hallway and slammed the bathroom door. * Belleville Pharmacy was not often visited by the Lordes, but when it was, it never was for that morning’s intended purchase.“This shouldn’t take long,” Frankie said. A denim trucker cap – ponytail through the rear-hole – along with a tight midriff and white jean shorts were her uniform for their trip. The temperature between step-father and step-daughter had cooled somewhat, but not. Photography has been my hobby and passion ever since high school some twenty five years ago and I spend most weekends on photo shoots or developing shots I have already taken. I looked around the darkroom and made sure everything was alright, turned on the interior lights and went out into the garage and opened my backdoor. I was expecting it to be my wife but instead, standing in the doorway was Monica James, my twenty-something next door neighbor. "Hi Monica, what can I do for you?" I was.