She hopped up onto the countertop and I made her a cup. And handed it to her. I stood across from her drinking my coffee.So what are you doing today? ...I asked Well I have a party I have to go to tonight... can you do my makeup? I want something really dark and slutty she giggled. Yeah of course!But the rest of the day I’d like to spend here with you. She smiled.I’d love that. So what’s the party for?Oh it’s a friends birthday. It starts at 6pm with dinner then drinks and probably go dancing. I. She looked much like an internet sex slut from one of the sites I visit occasionally. She likes to pose and tease to get guys worked up and maybe they masturbate at the thought of being so lucky to enjoy her. At that moment, she gathered her things, leaned toward me and whispered " Follow me." I grabbed my stuff and followed down a corridor, and waited as she unlocked a private sleep compartment. It had a small table, two chairs, and what looked like a fold down bed. As I was looking at the. As Sharon’s arms surrounded her, Ashleigh’s fears suddenly subsided and she quickly hugged her close, pressing her lips to the side of Sharon’s neck. In the next moment, Ashleigh’s mouth found Sharon’s and they exchanged a deep, loving kiss. Ashleigh ended the kiss and stood holding Sharon with her eyes downcast. ‘I’m sorry, Sharon, I guess I’m a little confused.’ ‘That’s OK, honey’. Placing her arm around Ashleigh’s waist, Sharon turned them towards the apartment and they began walking arm. When he finally pulled into the garage behind the house, he put the truck in park and killed the engine."Lord," he whispered aloud, "if you let me off this time I swear, I swear I'll never do that again. I swear it."George wasn't religious. But prayers like that had worked in Vietnam. It'd been that long since he'd needed them. He got out of his truck.When he entered the house through its side entrance he was amazed at how quiet everything was. It was disconcerting. Mary wasn't there, cooking.