It was Monday afternoon—the first day of March—and nearing five o"clock as Daren sat on Amber"s family room sofa. No one was home; it was only him. You see, Amber had fallen so much in love with Daren that she felt it appropriate to give him a house key. It wasn"t necessary for her to be home if Daren wished to come over. Besides, in Amber"s world, Daren was as good as her next husband which also meant that her house should also be his (emotionally speaking).
But it wasn"t Amber who Daren waited for! In some twisted fantasy he now imagined himself as Amber"s husband who also adopted her beautiful daughter. In all the filthy websites he visited, Daren often wondered what it was like to marry another woman who had a totally-hot teenage daughter. Such a circumstance would be likened to inher
