Jasmine POV

At least in Seattle we stayed in a small apartment and I was free to go where I wanted to. I decided I could at least sit under the tree outside and view everything that goes on. I brushed my teeth and pulled on a pair of sneakers. I walked outside and felt the sun on my skin as I walked around the house towards the massive tree. I had my sketch book in my hand with my favourite pencil. I wanted to see if I could get a good view of the mansion. I sat down with my back against the tree, opened a new page and started drawing. The back of the mansion was almost just impressive as the front. Large windows and statues adorned the walls and roof. I must have been drawing for about two hours when a sudden voice behind me jumped me out of my skin. “Wow that’s really good.” A young guy about my age said whilst looking down at my sketch. “Jesus!” I yelled out loud and quickly got up. “Sorry man!” He quickly apologised and held out his hand. “My names Brandon and I didn’t mean to scare you.” He smiled bikini at me. “Lucian and you didn’t scare me...” I replied feeling myself blush. “Ok… I like your drawing by the way. You seem really talented.” He said as he tried to look at my half finished drawing of the mansion. I held out the sketch book for him to look at al the while still feeling my heart pound in my chest. “Sorry… I’m not entirely sure who you are.” I said while looking at him. He had dark golden blonde hair with a brown tanned skin and blue green eyes similar to mine. He was about a few inches taller than I was with a larger build body. He looked like he must have played football or something. “Oh Sorry. I’m Brandon Robertson. My parents own the house.” He said giving me a toothy smile and pointing towards the mansion. “Oh…Erm Hi…” I felt immediately awkward. The shame of who I was and what my mom was, was washing over me. I am used to Babes rich guys like him always bullying me for being poor. He must have sensed it as well. “Your mom seems really nice and I like her already.” He said looking at me with another smile. “Thanks… She is a nice person yeah…” Feeling myself getting red in the face. “You should come look at my secret hobby. Nobody knows about it.” He indian quickly said while looking me in the eyes. It made me feel a bit weird. I’ve never really had friends before in my life let alone someone look at me like that. “Erm ok… But I’m not sure if I’m allowed inside the house?” I nervously asked. “You’re kidding, right??” Brandon asked while looking at me shocked. “Of course, you are! Why wouldn’t you be?” He yelled out loud, but I could tell he has never asked “the help’s children” in the house before and I felt myself getting angry again for thinking about myself in that way. “Come! Ill show you my room and we can play some PlayStation as well. I was hypnotized, mesmerized, and completely and utterly controlled by a nameless stranger and his magnificent cock. Jesus.” He snapped out of his stupor and rubbed his arm where she’d lashed him. Never!” The old Universe was gone. was a pair of apple sized titties . . indian . Ariel had the fencing guys there to finish up and it was complete, and beautiful. And a sharp Babes intake of breath... which has to be yours. “This means that we can do whatever we want with or to you. “That's so nasty, Mom!” "No. Yeah. Continuing she said “she got around a bit in town even though she wasn't from there”. "THANK YOU," smiled Cindy as she realized she was a main attraction as they walked slowly across the park grounds among the rowdy bikers. She searched her memory. The strange object stopped forming what looked like a doorway, tall and wide enough for both to them to pass bikini through. You startled me. And thank you, that's very thoughtful of you.