I jumped as I heard three loud knocks on my cubicle door. I froze and kept quiet.“Who is that?” the voice asked again. “I obviously know you're ...in there. How do you know me?”Real life was violently streaming back into my mind. My relationship with Sam would be over. Mr. Barker would be furious. I'd be outed as a slut and a whore. My world would crash and burn around me. What had I done?“Please,” the voice said. “I'm not angry, I just want to know who you are.”I was terrified but I couldn't. ”I followed Mom into her bedroom. She fixed her hair, she applied her makeup, and she put on a bulky dress with no underwear. Mom explained that the photographers did not like marks on her body from tight bras and panties or even tight clothing. She further explained that she would make sure that her dress was smooth under her as she sat in the car.I asked if I could go with her and she said, “Some other time. This photographer isn’t interested in my kids.”I asked, “What is he interested. I stepped away and led him to my room. As he sat on my bed and I got down to suck his dick, I questioned whether or not I wanted to have sex with him. The only reason I even let him stay was that he had made me cum, so I at least wanted to be kind. His hand took the back of my head and pushed so that he could get his cock into my mouth. I closed my lips around his shaft and began to suck, going up and down with my mouth. “Between you and Leslie, we can call this the ‘house of head,’ he said.. Shahzad- mee hu na apkee madad kee liyee. Mee nikaal diyaa karungaa , aapkaa kam ho jayegaa aur kisee ko kanoo kaan khabar bheee nahee hogee. Reena- Nahee ye sab theek nahee haa. Me parayee mard kee samnee apnaa moteee mummey kasee nikaal karr uskee madadd see apnaa dudh nikalvaooo.Shahzad- mee ab prayaa kahaa rahaa huu, bahut din see aap kee ghar a raha huu, mat niklaoovo mujhh see aur cancer kar lenaa. Reena- Shazad tum shayad theek kah rahee hoo. Chalo dekhaa zayegaa. Shahzad- Mujhe maloom.