1. Court Records Chapter One


    Date: 11/7/2016, Categories: True Story, Virginity, Written by women, Young, Author: Barbiebnympho, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    all week. Everything was ready. She was to leave for a two month music camp at Evenrude Institute. It was the major event of her summer...in fact her entire year...and now it would appear she was without a ride. “When will Cybil be back?” The butler hesitated before responding, “I know they talked about Cybil taking you to music camp. I am sure they have not forgotten. It should take her no more than an hour to get up to the airport and back. You are all ready. We have moved your bags out to the car park to be loaded when she returns. Why don’t you go upstairs to the study and read for a bit. You may be a little late getting up to camp but that should work out alright. ” As Sarah climbed the stairs she became more and more depressed. Mother was living permanently in South America…she had not heard from her in months. Dad was a full time business executive…all caught up in the international trade business and his latest lady friend Cybil. Cybil was all caught up in going over the top to get into dad’s check book and that required minimizing any influence Sarah might still have with him. The morning sunlight made the wooden paneling and bookcases in her music room softly glow; what a beautiful room. Sarah settled into a large wing back chair and started idly turning the pages of a book of piano music. Within ten minutes she was seated at her beautiful Steinway grand playing Dubusse’. Something about playing Clair de Lune took her out of herself. It was sometime later when ...
    the phone rang. For some reason Jayson was not answering, maybe in the shower. Sarah picked up the phone, “Sarah this is Cybil. Listen dear, your dad and I are at the airport. After you were in bed last night we had a long talk and he decided I am going to travel with him this time. I spent most of the night packing. I am so excited. We are ready to board. I wanted to make sure you knew what was up. See you when we get back…loves from us, dear!” Like that, Cybil hung up and Sarah was left with the hum of a disconnected phone. It was obvious they were all checked in and boarding the flight to Minneapolis; first leg of the long journey. There had not been one word about Sarah, music camp, or anything else here at the estate. Talk about a bummer! Sarah returned to the piano and quietly played the last few bars of the Dubusse’ piece. Finished, the room turned silent and overwhelming loneliness came over her. Her dad had not even come on the phone to say goodbye in person. This house, this estate, all this wealth, all these expensive possessions, all this highly qualified help; it all meant nothing right now. She was a young woman whose mother lived in a strange country and was completely out of touch and her father was caught up in business and the social whirl of a much younger woman. The house was enormous and very cold leaving her the lonely life of a privileged young woman living alone in a stone castle. Evenrude Institute and the summer music camp was her only chance for ...
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