I Guess So...

“It’s what I came here for,” said your cousin, failing cheerfulness.

Thanks to your powers you remained pretty much ignored. Your cousin guided herself into the manager’s outstretched arm as he wrapped it around her waist and started to guide her to the mobile home.

As they walked you watched as he made idle small talk with her and then saw his hand sneakily reach down and grab a handful of her ass over her sundress.

You willed her to pay his extra attention no mind, so she didn’t. He continued to grope her as they walked passed row after row of dilapidated looking homes until he arrived at a particularly foul looking one.

“Well here she is. Let’s take a look see,” He said as he unlocked the front door and lead everyone inside. The tour was short the living room was furnished, but with moldy, used furniture. The bathroom sink, shower, and toilet all hard strange brown stains on them from god knows what. And the bedroom at least had a bed, but the mattress was old and disgusting looking. You knew your cousin didn’t have the money for a new one.

“Well? Whad’ya think of the place?” He asked as if he didn’t already know.

“Umm, it looks great,” Your cousin politely lied.

“Great! Now your not gonna get a better deal than this! I mean a lot of people would kill for this deal, but you know… I think I can find a way to make it even better for you if you do something for me,” The creepy manager propositioned your shocked cousin as he reached down and began to undo his pants.