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The box was full of photographs. The photographs on top were family pictures. College was challenging and exciting for Barbara and helped her to get through her mourning. She opened the nightstand drawer, and found a couple of inch vibrators and a dozen condoms.

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Barbara met John over the Christmas holidays. She'd been Barbara's sex slave for most of the summer. Barbara dragged herself out of bed, made herself a cup of coffee, and sat down at the breakfast table. At least they're having safe sex.

She picked up an envelope and opened it. The relationship was mending pretty well until Laura met John in the fall of Barbara's junior year. The visit went pretty well. She could hear them taking a shower. Barbara's mother had died in a car accident when she was nine.

John put his arm around Laura. Laura had the house to herself. Laura reacted by withdrawing, while Barbara whined and bitched. After dinner they returned home. Barbara was opposed to the idea of her father dating.

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Barbara came home to visit regularly. Life with Patrick and Barbara was pretty good those few years. It looked the same as the last time she'd been there. John and Laura finished their coffee and left. She sipped on her coffee and wondered how she would endure the entire summer with them. Would you like to come along, Barbara?


She got it out, and spent the morning looking at family pictures. She put the box on the bed. Barbara watched television for a while. Laura was dressed up.

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Laura made a cup of coffee for John and herself, and they sat down. Barbara could hear the moans and grunts through the wall.

She was shocked then laughed when she saw pictures of her dad and Laura naked. There were several black, red, and purple Victoria's Secret satin bras. Barbara went upstairs to get dressed, and heard John and Laura fucking again. As she watched Barbara watch television, she thought about how her life had turned out. She picked one up and held it in her hands. Barbara went upstairs and went in the room.

Laura winced at the memory. Barbara was sitting in the living room reading when John and Laura came downstairs and left. Barbara found two pairs of handcuffs, clothespins, mousetraps, some ties and some lengths of rope in the back of a bottom dresser drawer. She hadn't slept very well. She went home with a friend during the Christmas holidays. She pulled down some shoeboxes from the closet shelf.

She heard John and Laura having sex. Embarrassed, she put the picture to the side.

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She got up and made herself lunch. Barbara looked through the dresser drawers. She put aside the ones she wanted to keep, and put the rest of the pictures back in the envelopes. Her areolas were huge, and her nipples were almost as big as Barbara's little finger. The chains made sure she stood there.

She picked up a picture of her dad and grinned. It was a month before spring break when she called home. She looked back at the brass headboard and footboard, grinned, and wondered whether Laura was the dominant or the submissive. John and Laura had sex all night.

She was still looking through the family pictures when John and Laura came home. Both Laura and Barbara made an effort to improve the relationship, and when Barbara left, Laura was happier. Laura made an effort to be very nice to Barbara, and after a while Barbara started confiding in Laura and asking her opinion. She smiled as she remembered how concerned she was that her breasts weren't growing. When she returned home to spend the summer, she found out John stayed over on the weekends with Laura. Long enough to appreciate everything Barbara had done to her.

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Laura stood against the wall, wearing only panties. While she was eating, she got the mischievous idea to look through her stepmother's room. The inch vibrator humming in her pussy and the C-clamps on her nipples kept her aroused. She found him and his cock to be quite attractive. She remembered how Laura comforted and reassured her.

Barbara was seventeen and a few months from going off to college when Patrick was killed during a botched robbery at a gas station. She put the box in her closet and opened the door. She picked up a picture of Laura and stared. Barbara came back to spend the summer, and Laura's relationship with her improved.

John and Laura were happy together, but Barbara was uneasy.

They went out to a nice restaurant and had a pretty good time. After the shock of the death wore down, her dad, Patrick, raised her as best he could. It was almost lunchtime before she'd gotten near the bottom of the box. She stopped when she got to the bras. She felt the satin with her fingers and saw the size tag, 38D.


Both of them acted relieved when Barbara went off to college. Patrick married Laura when Barbara was fourteen. She could smile now about her B-cup breasts, but all of the conversations that she'd had with Laura as a teenager came flooding back into her mind. She was finishing her coffee when Laura and John came into the kitchen. Barbara woke up and remembered the box of pictures. Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.

She had settled into a pretty good relationship with him when he started dating Laura.

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She'd even lost twelve pounds. Barbara picked up the box of photographs and went to her room. Barbara still felt uneasy around John, but she couldn't figure out why. She smiled. She opened the closet door, and looked at through all of her stepmother's outfits.

They were both cool on the phone, but Barbara agreed to come home over spring break for a visit. The shock of Patrick's death hit her with full force, and she spent weeks mourning and weeping. Most of them contained stockings or pantyhose, and she put them back.

Barbara changed into a long t-shirt. One box was a little heavy, so she was careful getting it down. She found a few bedroom outfits and wondered if her stepmother had worn them for her dad.

Barbara didn't call her stepmother the first semester. He seemed to be nice enough and Laura was very happy with him. She was looking at the photos when she heard a knock on the door. Barbara threw on a nice yellow dress and went downstairs. Barbara got a inch vibrator from the nightstand drawer and thought about a hard cock as she masturbated herself to sleep.