It was a two story house in a run-of-the-mill neighborhood. You think this might be okay. The woman parks, gets out, and got the girls out of their car seats. She lets you get yourself out. She led the girls to the front door. You followed. She unlocks the front door with a key she pulled out of her purse. You step into a living room that looked like your living room at home, except it was child-proofed and had a play-pen in the middle of the room.
"Nice place you got here."
"Thank you." She put the girls into the playpen and told you to climb in, too.
"I'll get lunch ready. Are you allergic to anything? Are you a strict vegetarian or vegan? What's your name, dear?"
"Alexander. No, I have no food allergies, I'm neither vegan or vegetarian, ma'am."
The mother goes into the kitchen.
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