”I walked up the stairs of her house.“Uh won’t your parents be mad”“They are at a concert or something”“What is your name” I asked in ... confused tone.“Kensy why” She asked as we got to the top of the steps.“Just wondering”“Wait here”“All right”I waited for maybe 1 minute and she came out with a whole back pack of shit.“You’re coming” I asked.“Yeah” “Ok...”We walked back to the gang in silence.“Finally” Milo said “we’ve been waiting for like half an hour”“Don’t get your panties in a bunch” I. After our family time, dad headed for his office to do research. I followed him, he knew I was smart, but I was worried about what I wanted to talk to him about. If I suggested some stocks, bonds and companies would he ignore me? Laughing at his kid thinking he knew more than he, an adult with years of experience.Thing was I had checked up on my findings. Many of the things I had looked into had done well, gaining in value up to 25% in some cases. I wondered if this is what he would class a. Let's make a plan." The tremor in Carolsvoice had me so hard it hurt. My whole body was flushed andwarm. I had a sudden surplus of seminal fluid that was goingto make laundry day a real bitch. Clutching onto the dominant persona that was to be my rolefor next saturday, before I was washed away on a tide of abusedunderpants, I told Carol to list what toys, clothes andhardware she had that could be pressed into service as propsfor our upcoming debauche. A respectable list emerged;some light. As she joined the back of the queue she closed her eyes again and rolled her shoulders to try and relieve some of the tension only to sigh exasperatedly when she realised she was wasting her time, she was properly stressed and nothing short of a full on massage would help. Scanning the crowd gave her some satisfaction, there was nothing she enjoyed more than a spot of people watching and as she was going to be here awhile she could indulge herself with making up back stories for the other.