.. and she is..." my sister? Maybe I'd better not tell her that. "...a guest here and to be treated with respect. Is that clear?" Ye- yes, Master," sh...e replied, stepping back and closing up the front of her robe."Now go have Fifi prepare a setting for two, and then attend us." Yes, Master."Shaken, Bambi ran off, leaving me to try to find out why Penelope was kneeling on my front doorstep with two suitcases and wearing an outfit that included mini-skirt. As far as I knew, she hadn't worn a dress. Then my mom slowly opened her eyes. First she was squinting, but then she looked at me with an expression of horror and almost screamed, 'OH SHIT!' I froze. I had no idea what to say or do, then almost ran to my room and got into my bed. A few minutes passed with my heart and mind racing. My hardon was still there and I couldn't get the image of her out of my head. Then I saw my bedroom door open and my mom walked in and stopped next to my bed. She was wearing her bra but no panties! Her golden. She seems tofind my lecherous attentions flattering, and since herhusband is utterly insane and pays little sexualattention to her, she seems to need the flattery once ina while… but although I fantasize about Jess all thetime, I never thought I’d seriously get any off her.“Hey,” she said. “I’m glad you’re home. What are youdoing tonight?”“Watching Rocky Dennis callously seduce a hot blond blindgirl,” I said.“I love that. “Why are you really here Risa?” I asked. She looked down at her tea, and took a breath.“Anna ... feels very strongly for you,” she started after a moment.I translated this to, “I am performing a threat assessment,”“She says you have a very strong spirit, like a warrior monk of old. She feels very safe with you. She told me that you have never pressured her about anything, and that you are always very gentle but firm with her,”Again, I translated this to, “I am hoping that you are a good thing.