As the cab pulled up outside her mother's luxurious home, Sabrina couldn't help but be impressed. Her mother had done quite well for herself since she and her father split up. The house was gorgeous, spacious, with a huge lawn and garden. It was an older home, but beautifully kept up, it seemed warm and inviting.
She could feel the Cab driver's eyes on her as she paid her fare. Even in her drab outfits, she knew she was a looker - and soon, the whole world was going to know it too!
She walked, with no little trepidation, to her mother's front door and rang the bell. The door opened to reveal her mother, still beautiful, seemingly surprised to see her daughter standing there.
"Bree, darling!," her mother squealed, enveloping her daughter in a firm embrace. She'd forgotten her mother never cared for her full name, which had been given to her by her father, after a character in an Audrey Hepburn film. "Come in darling, pull up a chair!"
Sabrina looked around her mother's big home, which was somewhat cluttered, but warm and inviting, just like Caroline. It suited her, Sabrina thought. Sabrina looked at her absentee parent, evaluating her in her mind. Caroline Morrison (she'd kept the name for professional use) had not changed much over the years. She was still the same curvy, sensual, reeking-of-sex, strawberry-blonde she'd been years ago. Even today, her mother just exuded sex - and that was something that Sabrina wanted desperately to emulate!
Mother and daughter talked for hours, playing catch-up until Sabrina exhausted herself and went to bed. Her mother told her she was going out for a bit, but not to worry, she'd let herself in. "Sleep well honey, and welcome!," she said, kissing her daughter as she went out the door.
Around midnight, Sabrina awoke with an overwhelming case of the munchies. She'd not eaten much that day, so she went downstairs to find a bite to eat. It was then that she heard strange noises, noises that seemed to be coming from her mother's bedroom.
