So just tried to stay away from her. But mysister was horrible. Well, about a year later my father died. It was ruleda drug overdose, but I think she ...id it to get all of his money. Butanyway, his will left everything to Melinda, me, my sister, the estate andhis billions was left to her. That was when things really changed for me. Iwas only nine then and I met John, her friend. Maybe he was her lover, butI don't know. He started molesting me and she walked in once. He was on topof me and I. I stayed along with my parents in a 1 BHK flat. My Parents occupied the room and I slept in the Hall. We had a maid. She was a 28 year old chubby woman with wheatish complexion and long silky black hair. Her name was Sarita. I always fantasized about her. She was married and had a 6 year old son. Sarita had big breasts which I loved about her. She used to wear salwar kameez and she would look very sexy in it. She would tie her hair in a very hot fashion. She used to put cheap makeup and. .." mom hesitates and Lauren kisses her on the mouth, pushing her tongue between mom's lips. "I really want to see you two fuck," she whispers. "But whatever you two want to do will be wonderful." Do you want to get naked with us?" Lauren asks as she slips off my shirt and pulls me towards the bed. "Um... no," mom stutters, backing towards a chair in the corner of my room. "I'll just sit here while you two..." her voice trails off as she sits down."Come on, Brandon!" Lauren says, tugging on my. I don’t know, and frankly I don’t care. He was an asshole, and I spent most of my adolescence pretending I wasn’t related to him anyway. My sister is a few years older. She’s living with some guy about 2 hours away, so we never seem her but a few times a year. So it’s pretty much mom and me these days. She works hard, never complains, and has been a great mom given all that she’s been through with the asshole. She’s kind of a bigger woman, probably 200 lbs or so, with a great big motherly bosom.