Karen.”What the F? He was baffled. Was Jennie just pulling his leg with another sick joke?“Ok, then. See you on Saturday. By the way, you and Jenn...ie...”FUCK! Here it comes!“ ... Do you LOVE her?”Huh? Uh oh, did I make her pregnant or something?“Ah, yes, YES, I do. And I wish to marry her.” He didn’t know why he said that.“Yes, Yes, I understand, and not until she’s 18. That’s good.”She continued, “I want you to come over Saturday evening if that’s ok?”“Ah, ok...” Mike said a little. We stayed with mum's cousin, they'd got a house so big that we had like three bedrooms to choose from, I got one in the attic, with my own bathroom and everything. And they had this huge garden that had loads of trees in, and a swimming pool, and just across the road was the beach. Anyway you don't want to know about that do you.So right, one day I was on the beach with a couple of cousins, Brad and Jenna, and some of their friends. Brad was a real hunk, 17 years old with a 6-pack, lush, Jenna. My bra was the same; satin with delicate lace surroundingthe edges and slipping over my shoulders.I had shaved closely all over, finishing off with hair remover and adelicate moisturizer making my skin soft and sensual. I had pulled on alovely pair of white stockings with a lace hem, attached to my sixsuspenders. My 5 inch white stiletto heels were styled in Italy and madeof soft expensive Italian leather. They had a cute bow at each heel anda subtle pattern looking like lace etched into the. Twenty-one, and all the world is nothing but a dance club and gay giggles night after night. But soon that would change. He would probably be hustling that ass within a year or two. I mean with no proper education and no desire to do real work, how would he keep himself in designer clothing? And he would get into drugs. Since this was inevitable, I decided to help him. As long as he was going to ruin himself, why not give him a hand and make some money and have some fun doing it? When.