It was also around that time that her lingerie choices started switching from the usual plain cotton panties my parents got her to more seductive and ...revealing panties. I noticed when I would help with the laundry that she started wearing all kinds of silk string bikinis and then it started to become more sexy thongs and ones that were basically just a strip of dental floss wedged between her ass cheeks. She would from time to time have her boyfriends over during times my parents weren’t here. Myowner had turned off the artificial heat inside me, so I was tolerablyaroused.I had to show that I really appreciated the good treatment, so I rushedinto Sebast and hugged him. "Thank you for buying me." What?" His voice was alarmed. "Was the brothel that horrible?" Hegrabbed my arms and gave me a concerned look. "Did the owner hurt you?"He had. But that wouldn't good to talk about. "No, not at all." I smiledwide. "I'm just glad I'm yours and not his."Sebast's smile made me hope I wouldn't. "Have the kids get their bags in here, over in that corner, where it's dry" he said to Cindy. "We need to get a fire going and get them in dry clothes as soon as we can." She nodded, teeth chattering.He smiled at her, as if to say they'd be OK. She was a trooper, that was for sure. A small woman, she was in her late twenties, with brown hair. He knew her, of course, working in the same school, but he'd never actually taken much notice of her. He was glad she wasn't in panic mode. He needed her. Angela, Mister Addison." Then I'm Alan," he said. "I know where the state's heading with the 'home schooling' biz. Alabama's a lot more strict than other states, but this is what we were advised to do when Terri was evaluated by the school board in Tennessee."I know that Alan deliberately left off the fact that we got the same advice from our local school board. Those people are our friends and we don't need to give the state any reason to question their activities.He continued. "They.