Are you going to want to see your mother this weekend?’ ‘No, sir, this weekend is to meet all of you.’ ‘That’s mighty honorable of you, son.... Come on and walk with me, and let me show you around.’ Jennifer’s story Oh, my God, daddy’s taking Mark out to talk to him alone! Oh, please, dear God, make everything go OK. ‘Jennifer, will you help me get the bags in? You can put Mark’s stuff in your brothers’ room.’ ‘What, mom, you’re not going to let him sleep with me?’ I teased my mom, but she was not. Just lie back and close your eyes and let your imagination take over.’ I turned it over a couple of times, looking for something else but there was nothing. As I stood there however, a warm feeling moved over my body and I felt as though someone were touching my face. The longer I stood there, the more flushed I became and without giving it a thought, I stretched out on my bed and closed my eyes. Warm soft lips caressed my ears and forehead. Kisses were placed on my eyes, my nose and my cheeks. “H-hi, Troy. C-can I come in?”“Yeah, ok,” he said, with the obliviousness of an 8-year-old. “Uh, wipe your feet, please.”Troy let her in and shut the door behind her as a voice shouted from up the stairs.“Troilus! Who is?”“It’s Helen, Propappou. You don’t know her,” he responded.“I went to Julie’s house, but nobody was home,” Helen said as she wiped her bare feet on the mat. She got most of the mud off of them, but there was still enough on her feet to leave muddy footprints as she and Troy. But I still did not say anything and just kept standing there, still confused by all this. He then boldly said, “Show me your tits.” I was awestruck.He repeated, “Show them to me, Riya, I know you are not wearing a bra.” His dominating words woke up the slut in me, and I started complying. I lifted my t-shirt up to my neck, and my boobs were now exposed to him. My nipples were completely hard. He pushed me to the wall.I was following his orders like a slave now. He placed his right hand on top.