OK, fuck the no dating thing. If you love somebody, I don’t care where they work or who they live with. But! As I said, I will not have cheaters wor...king for me. People may date, they may break up, I get that. But cheating will be the death penalty.”“Anything else?”“Yes.”Renee looked at me, sitting next to her, erection in hand.“Mick?”“Hi everybody. This is Mick. I am proud to be a part owner of this company as well. I look forward to becoming friends with each of you. Be good!”“Thanks, lover.. “Yeah, I’ve actually just got dressed about 5 minutes ago, though.”“Lazy cunt” I said with a smile, quieter now, as his parents and younger sister could’ve been in the next room. As it turned out, his parents were in the next room watching TV and his sister was out shopping with friends. Bit spoilt, I always thought. His parents greeted me and I politely exchanged with them for a minute or two. When I was about to make my excuses and head up with Matt to his room, I briefly glanced at a small. "At least when I am dressed up like alittle girl and am basically being your little sister?" "It's notlike that, I don't mean it literally." Zoe said. "Well, 'cept for thetotal turn-on thing. Because you are totally eye candy I can't resistright now." Uh huh." Martin clearly wasn't getting it. But then, he never feltthat he understood Zoe all that much growing up anyway. Still, hewould have to admit that in recent months as she was starting to hitpuberty a little earlier than most girls did. It is our false front. we do no real buisness. After taking stalk of the room and catching my breath, I sigh, and decid not to forstall the inevitable. I pull of my shirt first and look down at myself. Still developing, or so im told. my average-small breasts are covered by my bra and my pants hug tightly covering the rest of me. I remove my Shoes and socks and neatly place them aside, then add my pants to the pile. I consider removing my Bra and Panties as well, but realise my father would.