You go on ahead, I have to wait for Sara to wake up

"I'd love to, however, I have to drive Sara to school - and she probably isn't ready..." you lie, hoping he buys it. "You go on without me for now."

However, before he can respond, the front door to your home opens, and Sara comes running out.

"Hey mom, I was wondering if I could get a ride with you to school." she says with glee, and you freeze at the sound. Oh no, there's nothing you can say or do now... except maybe run. But no... you missed your chance at that.

Jonathan chuckles and looks down at your daughter.

"Oh my, you must be Sara. It's a pleasure to finally meet you; I have heard so much about you from your mother."

He looks up to you, and smiles. Damn, he's so hot. And that devilish grin on him... you almost want him to corrupt your daughter.

No, this isn't right.

"My name's Jonathan." he says to her in his silky, seductive voice. "So, shall we all get going?"

You dare not say a word, lest he find out that you are not already corrupted; your only hope now is that Melissa can somehow find a way to save both of you. You feign a smile as Sara steps in to the limo, and follow behind her.

Awaiting the two of you is Greta, dressed in such a lowcut black dress you can actually see her nipples. You can't help but lick your lips at the sight.

"Oh, Tara this must be your daughter!" she says, and leans in, giving Sara a very intimate hug. You feel a pang of jealousy as she gives all her attention to your daughter. "Oh dear look how cute you are. I could just eat you up!"

Your mind suddenly floods with images of Greta going down on Sara, and you feel the dampness between your leg grow slightly.

"I can see the two of you are getting along..." Jonathan says, and you see him pour a glass of wine. You realize he means to have your daughter drink it. Surely you can't allow this to happen...