When you open that door in a minute and let me in, I’m your customer, and you act like you’re happy to see me, and the things I say are intriguing...and arousing.’ She tried to loosen up, didn’t succeed as well as she might have. ‘Next,’ I said, raising a hand and counting onto my second finger, ‘you’re going to need to dress yourself up before I knock on the door. Your mom’s got a closet full of stuff, and I’m pretty sure she keeps notes on what to wear for who when.’ ‘Yeah, I found that when. I noticed several unfamiliar pictures on Alex's flash drive that were not taken of us during our morning show. Some girl sent him pictures of herself in the nude! A few of them were really hot. But she looks very young, scary young. Her breasts don't look fully formed yet and she has only a sparse growth of pubic hair around her puffy little pussy lips. In one of the pictures she was holding her pussy open with one hand and taking the picture with the other hand. Looking closely I realized I. "Look if you get out now, this can stay between us. I won't tell. Please just go."His eyes burned into me."I don't think so baby girl." To my absolute horror he started walking toward me. I knew he had beaten my mom more than once. I jumped up off the bed and tried to run past him. He caught me by the hair and jerked me back to him. He slung me down on the bed. He put his big hand around my throat and squeezed. Tears streamed down my face as I struggled for air. I was nearing panic when he. "The ladies are looking after you I see, see you later." Then disappeared out again.That afternoon I took a stroll and as I was passing I called in to Margaret's home. I rang the old-fashioned door pull on the side and could hear the bell ring inside. A lady in her late fifties answered the door."What do you want young man?" She asked."Margaret said to call in any time I was passing," I told her."MARGARET! You mean Lady Margaret, she never said anything to me about this," she replied to my.