I looked up towards the three-story mansion and tried guessing how many rooms it would have. These people must be beyond rich I thought to myself as I... looked upwards to try and see into one of the windows. The cab came to a halt and I opened my door to get out.“Good Morning Miss Bardon.” The guy in the suit said as he walked towards my mother with his hand out. “Morning Mr. Robertson” She polity replied.“Oh! No, my dear. My name is Mr Berkley. I am the Butler of this fine estate. Mr Robertson. When you put it that way, of course. But he's been so kind to me, so generous..." Yes, chiquita. Very kind. Very generous. He can afford to be, for he intends to use you very profitably!" Use me? How?"Julio told her the whole story, including the grisly fate that would befall her after the debauching orgy. She would become a captive at the ranchero, forced into addiction and prostitution along with the other kidnapped girls. Then he told her that Josephine was a witch of some kind who was the. “What I see is who is inside you, not your identity. And what I see is a very bright and outgoing young woman. All you need to be successful in life is a little education and opportunity. You’ve not allowed your past to misshape your spirit. You don’t hold anger and resentment inside you. That is very good. You hold your new family and friends as precious. These are things that are important to your life.” Birdie paused and looked at the leaves with a puzzled expression as a group of teens. "Brad, take me to bed," she then said to me.With that I stood up and reached my hand out to her and helped her off of the couch and led her down the hallway to my bedroom. WE got in the bedroom and I removed my robe and got into bed while watching her undress. Our cheating spouses were now where to be found in our minds, our minds were only on each other and the comfort and pleasure we were having with each other. When she had her clothes off and I seen her naked body climbing into the bed I.