So, basically, I am sitting at home with a torn MCL, and i can't do anything without the help of another. I thought this would suck, but as it turns o...ut, my step-sister, and step-mom are both very attractive. My step-mom, named Jess, has dirty blonde hair, stands at about 5'6, has peach tanned skin, and legs as smooth and breath taking as the first snow of winter. her breasts aren't all too big, but I like to think of a 34 B good enough. she is a nurse, and likes to dress the part. My. " He put something hard and circular into my hands, and after a few moments of feeling them, I realised they were handcuffs. He put a set around each wrist and fastened them to what felt like poles on either side of me. He kissed me, told me to enjoy, and left me quite literally in the dark. Despite feeling a little nervous, I was feeling insatiably horny. Not being able to see what was going on, who was there and especially not knowing what was about to happen, really got me incredibly. “Oh, my son!” exclaimed the father, “It is very simple. This is a “djbellah”. As I have told you, in the desert, it is not only very hot, but the sand is always blowing. My djbellah protects the entire body.”The son then asked: “But father, what about those ugly shoes you have on your feet?”“These are “babouches” my son,” the father replied “You must understand that although the desert sands are very beautiful, they are also extremely hot. These babouches keep us from burning our feet.”“So tell. I said her goodbye and went inside while she went inside also. I cooked a quick dinner and checked the refrigerator for wine. With some wine the situation could loosen some more.The doorbell rang and I opened the door. There was Cindy standing. I welcomed her inside and showed her around the living room. She sat down on my couch while I served her a glass of wine. ‘What do you study’, I asked her? Well it’s for communication at business level. Let’s say corporate communication.’ I think I know.