I couldn’t believe everybody was being so calm as Shane went to open the door and let, what? Room service in? What if it was Mike? What if something had gone wrong with his lap dancing tour?

What would he do if he came in and saw his own Father sucking my tits while the man he still thought was my actual Dad pounded my slit like it deserved to be punished?

I wasn’t in control of the situation anymore, that much was apparent. When Shane opened the door, naked and seemingly uncaring about that fact, the very last person in the world I expected walked through just as Tristan...