We had enough to drink so that I was tired, but no longer exhausted. He was the first to leave the table. "Old men need their sleep." he explained.I w...s still stressed out and needed an ego boost at least. I went into what had once been a bedroom filled with items seldom, if ever used. Since all my photography was digital, I used it as a workspace. In the office I had two full size desktop computers. One of them was newer and more powerful, the other was from my college days. It did not have. But a few nights later, I came home to find a note propped against the microwave:“Come to bedLoveMandy xxx”I went up the stairs, already hard, wondering what was to come. My stepmum’s door was closed: I knocked, softly.“Come in baby.”I opened the door, and was amazed. My stepmum had transformed her room into a boudoir, with red silk sheets, red lights, satin and lace, her bed covered in lingerie, the door to her wardrobe wide open. She stood beside the wardrobe, smiling provocatively. She wore. I had been drinking during the concert, but not drunk. I cracked the empty beer bottle over her head, causing her to fall to the floor, passed out. I let out a groan looking at her body. She already had me hard. I picked up the 18 year old, and carried her to my car. I tied her up with the rope and stuffed a sock in her mouth to keep her quiet if she woke up. I started to drive back to my home. Stabitha woke up when we reached my house. I made sure no one was watching before I dragged her out. Tell your parents that you are staying after school on your designated day for some tutoring help. I will take each of you home after we have finished," I said.I let the girls go back to their classes with notes from me so they wouldn't be marked as tardy. The girls had the rest of the week and the weekend to think about and wonder what the next week would hold for them. I'm sure there were sleepless nights and vivid, erotic dreams for all three girls... I know I sure had some sweet dreams!The.