" I do," she replied. "And I can give you a hand if you have anytrouble."With the unspoken threat handing in the air, I hurried off to thebedroom. Whi...e Caroline has long since stopped telling me specificallywhich clothes she wanted me to wear, there was no doubt that shepreferred me in gauzy dresses, full skirts and frilly blouses, so Idressed accordingly. But seeing how I wasn't going to dress up on herdemand this time, I thought I could try something different. Instead ofa frilly dress, I. We shouldnt you whisper as you grind your ass into my crotch . We will I respond gently in your ear just before I nibble on your ear lobe. Here? You raise and lower your ass against me, slowly forcing the towel to the floor. Yes. I cup and slightly lift your 38C tits. Youre not wearing a bra and my thumbs flick across your pert nipples. But the kids you say, not doing anything to stop me. Are sleeping I pinch your nipples, rewarding me with a gasp of pleasure from you. They might hear Let. We went inside and I drew a glass of ice water, leaned against the cabinet and took her in. Mom and dad think Theresa and I are spending a few days together, she said quietly, tentatively. She studied me as I drank my water, looking at her and the way the sunlight played through the edges of her dress fabric outlining her shape. After a long pause I set my glass down and said, I guess youre staying here then. She ran to me, threw her arms around my waist and kissed me deeply. She rested her. I was almost over the edge now, already committing the most despicable and hazardous act of my life.It has always amused me that the Spanish word for the verb "to bother" is molestar. I was definitely molestando, or bothering, this fifteen-year old girl. But the true hazard lay in the fact that I was pretty much molesting her in the English sense of the word, as well. Even if I escaped without any legal repercussions, however, there remained the fact that the father of this naughty little teen.