CHAPTER TWELVE
Louise, hearing the insistent knocking combined with the doorbell ringing, realized she had no choice in the matter.
It bothered her to no end to think that she was in this trap. However, she figured as long as she was in it she might as well go through with it.
She hastily slipped into a robe and answered the door, and when she looked at the longhaired, dark-skinned boy who so closely resembled his brother Brad, she was almost glad he had come too.
"My brother here?" he asked with a sly smile.
"Yes," she said. "He told me all about you, Dennis."
"Then you know I want to get my rocks off too," he grinned.
"Well sure," she said, "why didn't you bring your father?"
"Not a bad idea," he said. "I'm sure the old man would enjoy having some s*x with you."
"I'm sure," she
