What appeared was a party at a house that I didn't recognise. What I did recognise however were some of the people in the background all in various st...ates of nudity. Nearly all had been to our house and I knew some of them very well. The camera work was crap and after watching the talking etc for about half an hour I thought that maybe this was all it was. How wrong I was. The camera suddenly was filming a family friend Sonya being fucked by my own dad. The camera swung around and mum was. Our house was quite large, okay, it was fucking huge, with a long rolling garden that only ended where the beach began. Dad had bought it when he and mum were first married, they'd struggled for years with the mortgage, but dad had fought his way to the very top in his company, and he'd reaped the rewards. The house was long since paid for and he'd refused several offers from the borough council to buy back the only section of private beach on the whole seafront.It wasn't fenced off, but only. I called him inside and asked him, "What were you talking about on thephone and do you know what share market? I also want to learn aboutshares."He gave me a brief detail of the stock market and how it worked. He toldme about dematerialized accounts and how people became rich by investingin the stock market."I have some money to invest but I don't have any idea about where toinvest?" I have been investing there for the last ten years and have greatexperience. I have been working in this factory. .. worthless sluts who couldn’t attract men any other way.Like me. Duncan glanced at the clock. 4:02pm. While Brandi had been blowing him, there had been a three-minute period where he hadn’t even looked at the time once. This was a much better way to pass the time than sitting at home, counting the seconds.The sound of Brandi’s moan brought Duncan’s attention back to the Protector - accepting that she was a worthless slut had fed into the cycle and turned her on even more. She was desperate.