It should not have been completely dark. There were lights in the basement, even when every light was turned off. The DVD player, for one, always gave...off a bit of light. At times, it seemed abnormally bright, when the eye was expecting darkness. So, why was she now...Ah. She had rolled over in the night, part of Kevin's sleeping bag covering her eyes.Rolling her body to the left, the familiar scene of her darkened basement came into view. Ceiling. That light with the fan that never worked.How. The boy stays here."They stared at each other and I swallowed hard wishing like all hell I had come in late and missed all this. Finally, Grandma looked away and said, "Put your things in the back and clock in. You'll be in the dock house today."I could hear them talking softly and waited in the back room until I heard him leave. I came back in just as the crews started arriving. It didn't take long to see what Grandma was doing but it was amazing trying to figure out how she knew who was on. "But no cheating," she said, moving her hand back to herself. "No masturbating in the washroom." Deal," I repeated, my head spinning with the delicious visuals I was already imagining occurring in under four fours.Suddenly her phone buzzed. She looked at it and sighed,"What?" I asked."Mistress Alicia won't take no for an answer," she began, "she expects me to show up at her friend's Halloween party, even though I've already told her that this was a commitment I couldn't break."Shit, I thought. I don’t see Andrea as the flowing hair type…I like this.” I attempted to turn around and look at myself in a nearby mirror, I was greeted by a swat on the thigh. “Not yet…now stand up.” I stood up and felt a pair of black lace panties sliding up my legs..I looked down to confirm my opinion and I was right, it was a pair of black lace boyleg style panties. “Drop down a bit and raise your arms….” I was in the process of complying when I heard a cell phone chirp. It was mine. “Get it,” said my.