My mom, the slut
Prelude
Sandy strode into her parents' bedroom and sat herself on their bed, crossed her legs, and watched through the open bathroom doorway as her parents finished getting ready for their night out. Her father Aaron was already dressed, and seemed to be fussing over one of the straps on his wife Maryanne's dress as she tried to finish applying her mascara. Sandy heard her mother asking Aaron something, before she called out to her...