Your father remarries after your mother died to a girl your age. He didn’t even grieve or at least pretended to care. You hate him and his new wife, your stepmother. Your father showers her with all money can buy, they seem happy.

One day you are alone in the mansion with your new stepmother, when she gets you smoking weed in the garden.

“Well, well, well… what do we have here?” she smiles wickedly “I won’t tell your father, but you will have to do something for me…*