Ian had carried on where Steve left off. There you are! The kitchen door slammed open and Ian walked in, he stank of god only knew what blend of rando...m shit he spent all day moving around the warehouse he worked at. About forty or so Ian stood half a foot taller than me and was broad across the shoulders. He was not so bad to look at though his crumpled clothes bought a decade ago didnt help, in another life I might even have found him attractive, but not in this one. Cooking my dinner like a. Things really weren’t as bad as her mom made them out to be. Donna Selleck, Cindie’s mom, was a recent divorcee. She should have been happy about that, because Donna’s marriage to Cindy’s father had been a nightmare. Cindie loved her father, but he was almost never home and an impossible control freak when he was. Donna should have been glad to be rid of him. Instead, the opposite seemed to be true. Donna seemed to be in a state of near-constant misery. Cindie was a straight-A student and. I walked in, dropped my backpack, and strode over to the couch. I plopped down and put my feet on his lap. He didn't mind and adjusted his hands to be on top of my legs. I watched as he jacked cars, ran people over, and went to different stores. My interest wasn't piqued until I felt something very hard against my leg. I looked at the screen and he was in a strip club. Makes sense. Then it took me back to this morning."See, I knew you'd seen girls in their bras before." I point out."Not real. ”“Yes,” smiling at her revelation in front of Lord Roger. “And don’t forget your pleasure. I have taught you as much as I can Lady Anna. I have your mother, Lady Charlotte to take care of my needs. You need someone to take you the rest of the way. That is why Lord Roger is here. He will take you to places that I could not or dare not.”“NO!” Anna threw herself on the floor, begging Lord Michael. She only wanted him, finally finding her place with him. She yearned for more from him, hoping that.