As her gaze moves I slip away from my conversation and duck out though the kitchen onto the verandah. There are a few people but they are absorbed in ...heir own conversations and I wander casually observing the people and interactions. Kerrie is in the window still alone for now. I can see her starting to glance around quietly seeking. I grin to myself and move to lean against the window sill from the outside.No one about so I gently put my hand in the small of her back. She starts and glances. She knew he would blackmail her and want sex from her."I think you might have a problem. Having sex with dementia patients certainly is a lawsuit in the making. Why don't you take your clothes off and get started sucking my cock? You can come here after your shifts and show me what a nasty slut you are. I have been watching you for a few years. Fucking patients and their family members. Miss Green you are a slut? My dick is hard for a hot slut like you. Take off your clothes and get on your. Oh, you’ll see that I did eventually learn to “want” my father, but Jason was the first man I ever “chose”.It was my first semester of college and things weren’t going very well. I had a hard time meeting people and was struggling to fit in. I’d been hit on plenty. I’m 5’3”, blonde, and have always been on the small side, with my weight hovering around 100 lbs. I’ve never had trouble attracting attention, even when I don’t want it.Jason was different though. He didn’t seem to fit in any better. I have no idea how many people stared at my butt or pussy; I just hope that it wasn’t more than one or two.Ryan bought me those leggings so that I could ride my bike in the colder weather and I have to admit that they do keep my legs warm as I pedal along. I wanted to wear them with a skirt but Ryan wouldn’t let me. I’m sure that anyone followed me and looked at my butt would be able to see that I had nothing on under the leggings.The other bad news is that I have to wash the leggings each time.