‘No, it’s not. Do you have a wrong number?’ ‘Oh. Wait, you’re Susan, aren’t you? This is Stan, from last night, I need a quick word with E...laine.’ ‘Oh, OK, Stan, but you seriously want to wait until later. We didn’t get to bed until three, and well, we didn’t sleep right away…’ He heard a giggle. Stan apologised again, rang off, and waited. He put on some music – a little light classical stuff for now, he couldn’t deal with anything heavy – read the paper, and chilled out. He awoke with a start.. " Do you have a mom?"She nodded. "Wayne's not really my dad. He's my adopted dad." Do your real parents know about what Wayne does to you?" Yes. Wayne told them everything." And your real parents don't care?" No. They don't care." What time does Wayne come back from work today?" Five or six. I need to be back home on time or my daddy will punish me for going outside." You've never been outside before?" Not really." Why does Wayne punish you?" He thinks if I don't get punished, I will grow up to. I can feel my whole body relax as I feel like Im being cradled in a heated hammock. The soft glow of the room and the natural heat feels almost too comfortable. The tentacles begin to work over my whole body with a gentle massage secreting more of the light goop, and the intoxicating smell makes my head spin and feel like Im floating. The tentacles work their way up my robe and slowly undo the bow I tied around my waist. I lose my robe beneath me, and am quite exposed but my mind is still in. As soon as he is behind me I feel his hands on my ass "Mmm, very nice" he mutters. As I get to the door he leans against me, putting the key in the door and I can feel him pressing against me.Once we get in he tells me to go up the stairs to the bathroom and get changed."Come back down when you are ready, I will be sitting in the lounge just here".Up I go, very very nervous, what if he is playing a joke on me, or what if he laughs and kicks me out when he sees me dressed up? Oh well I think,.