Aunt Steph and Katelynn walked in together. Jacob saw them in. He called them both into his office. They both paused and looked nervously at each othe...r then they continued to the office. Then they walked through the doorway.“Close the door,” he said. Katelynn did as she was told. As soon as it shut, they heard a click. Jacob had activated and electric lock on his door from his desk. “Well Steph, have you and Katelynn discussed the arrangement?”“Yes, we have. It is not going to happen. Your hold. I just don’t know how to put things together right now.”“Right now, maybe you could take me shopping with you?”Our shopping trip was successful. I knew where to go at Pike Place Market where there was a woman with a shop on the Underground level who sold hand spun yarns. It took us a while to convince her that I really did want to buy thirty skeins—all she had—of one particular Alpaca yarn, but I got them all gift-wrapped in a big box and gave them to Mel when we went out to dinner. Melody was. No one should be interested in our personal, family details5. Following the intercourse, no further contact should be maintained with me or mom.6. Place and time will be decided by me.Finally, I have selected three men from the lot who accepted the rules of the act. In the mean time, I have got the permission of my friend to use his farmhouse on the outskirts of Mysore. I asked him for having a private party.I informed mom that everything is ready as per plan. Now it’s up to her to be mentally. Ivy was my best friend. She was beautiful, with beautiful flowing blonde hair, must sexier than my horrible bushy brown mane. She was a little more than a head taller than I was, so I had a perfect view of her perky B cups. She was modest, but she was still the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. At this moment, my best friend since I was in fourth grade had her arms around me, and she was sobbing hard. As much as I wanted to by sympathetic, I couldn’t because her breasts were pushing against.