My parents’ overseas assignment meant I needed temporary housing, so they arranged for me to stay with distant relatives for several weeks. The initial evening appeared conventional – polite conversation, shared meal, apparent normalcy. Then they outlined their household’s unconventional philosophy: open availability, mutual pleasure without reservation, and specific expectations about completion. Sophia Locke the woman of the house declared herself entirely at my disposal, accessible regardless of her activities. She demonstrated this literally, continuing to read while I explored her body. Their weekly game night, conducted without clothing, confirmed this was unlike any temporary accommodation I’d experienced.
