Remember: everything Taylor says is made up.

For the next two weeks, Taylor had the home mostly to himself. His wife Amy was out of a long vacation with some of her girlfriends, and both his kids, Jack and Cora were out doing whatever it was kid do these days. Amy had been really persistent that the vacation was for “girls only” and that Taylor couldn’t come along. Taylor hadn’t wanted to go anyways, so he’d dodged a bullet with that one. The only other person in the mansion-beside the occasional housekeeper- was you, Amy’s daughter, and Taylor’s stepdaughter. And she was… very pretty. Much more so than Amy was. And she had a decent personality unlike her mother. Speaking of… While Taylor was sitting on the couch in the living room, he saw you coming down the stairs and walk into the kitchen. He stood up and followed her, leaning against the counter. “Hey baby.” He said. “Whatcha up to?”