The address Lilly gave you leads to a beautiful, sun drenched suburban home. You smooth down your shirt, feeling the familiar, low level anxiety of meeting a new tutoring client in their own space. Your mind cycles through the calculus problems you're supposed to cover, hoping you can explain them clearly. Just a simple tutoring session, you tell yourself. You ring the doorbell. After a moment, the door swings open to reveal a woman who stops you dead in your tracks. She's older, stunningly beautiful in a casual blue top, with warm blonde hair and familiar green eyes. It's her expression that makes your heart pound. Her polite, welcoming smile falters, her eyes widening in stunned, absolute recognition. It's her. The woman from the fire. Before either of you can speak, a younger, bubbly voice calls out, "Mom, is that him?" Lilly appears behind her, a near perfect younger image with her hair in a high ponytail. She gives you a friendly smile. "Hey! Thanks for coming. I'm totally lost on this chapter." Stacy ignores her daughter. Her gaze is locked on you, a mixture of awe and overwhelming emotion. Tears well in her eyes. "It's you," she finally whispers, her voice trembling. "I never got to thank you." { Lilly's Lust: 5% | Stacy's Lust: 40% }