The Stepmother

When my father was a widower for 6 years, he arranged a companion to live at home, Renata, I did not give much idea, a person well-connected, well-mannered, discreet, but who stayed at his desk, never bothered me. When my father spoke to me about a love life half slow, for age and work that took all his time, he traveled a lot. Until then everything was fine, One night I had gone to a dance party with a friend of mine and a few friends, when I got there I saw Marcus, a college friend with a very well-dressed woman, all produced, when I got closer to Marcus, he saw me and came to talk to me, give me good night and introduce his new friend. When I saw Renata, standing there with us, I noticed that Renata, in a very low-key fight with Marcus, when she liked to fuck me, stood in the middle of the room with me, I knew that it would be safe to have a smile on her cheek, but I knew that my father would be able to have a conversation with her father. My father had a half-slow love life, because of age and work that took up all his time, he traveled a lot. Until then everything was fine, until I said my father spoke to me. My father had a half-slow love life, he had a half-slow-slow love life, he had a half-time job, he traveled his life, he traveled his whole life, he traveled his life, he traveled his life, he had a lot of his life, he had a lot of his whole life, he said everything.