Cassie enters through the gate
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Walking into the main gate, Cassie looked around the main part of the property. It was mostly empty except for a large group of bushes off to the left. The bushes lacked foliage and on closer inspection she saw that they actually had small thorns on them. She didn't know what kind of bush these were, but she didn't want to get anywhere near them. Stepping away, Cassie started walking towards the house. Her sandals were flip-flopping as she walked along, slapping against the underside of her feet. The house was several stories tall and wide, so it was decently large but it lacked an cover over the front door.
Cassie rang the doorbell, taking out the papers that the DA had given her. She waited patiently for the door to open up, hearing the floor creak when someone approached the door. However right before the door opened, mud was suddenly dumped on her. Cassie gasped and looked up, seeing the glimpse of a bucket disappear into the second-floor window. There had been a lot of mud in that bucket! It was in her shirt, her skirt and bra, covering her panties - everywhere. Standing up, the mud was progressing spreading down to her sandals.
When the door opened up, she was looking at a middle-aged woman with a stern face who was glaring down on her.
"Were you playing in the mud girl?" Mrs. Dowd asked with criticism.
"No!" Cassie tried to convince the older woman - remembering the papers, she raised them in her hand.
"What are these?" the stern woman demanded.
"The foster papers." Cassie meekly replied.
"Well they are pretty worthless now!" Mrs. Dowd declared, tossed the mud-covered papers into the garbage can next to the door. "Now let's get you cleaned up! You are filthy!"
Cassie was brought inside the house and immediately noticed it was pretty old. The wood was chipped and broken, but that wasn't what she was looking at now. What looked like Mr. Dowd had appeared, a man supposedly in his forties had completely gray hair, with a scruffy neck beard, a beer belly, and even from across the room she could smell the alcohol.
"You must be Cassie! Nice to meet you young miss!" Mr. Dowd declared, stepping towards her.
Mrs. Dowd walked past on the way to the stairs when Mr. Dowd went in to hug Cassie. She was surprised by his forwardness, and even more so when she felt his hand brush her butt.
"Come on Jim, Cassie needs to get cleaned up." the woman said from the stairs.
"You should be starting dinner dear, I can get help her get cleaned up." Mr. Dowd, or rather Jim, suggested to Cassie's horror.
