"Yes, yes... it's better," he said with a quiet moanedging his voice.Lisa strode over to her shame-faced son. "Wasn't it nice of Valerie tohelp you w...th your panty liner again, dearest? I'm sure she would hateto see you make a mess in your pretty panties, honey. It was soconsiderate of her. So what do you say to Valerie?"Frankie cringed before the two women and he could barely choke out thewords he knew he had to say. "Th, th, thank, thank-you Ms. Paine ..."he stammered and the thought of. Luckily she was already in the water when they arrived. They would probably lose it if they saw her bare ass in that thong bikini bottom.Stacy was always pretty shy or quiet in public settings like this. Now, she seemed to have this confidence. The guys motioned to the area where they had their towels laid out on a couple of lounge chairs. They must have asked her to come over because as the two guys walked towards the pool steps, Stacy looked over at me and smiled and waved as she. Turns out she was carrying some clothes to my room which she had just washed. She walked past my bed and put my clothes away in my closet and while she did that, I grabbed my underwearand pants and put them back on. She just glanced over at me and smiled but on her way back out, she mentioned that my cock looked just like my dad's! That kinda got me wondering if she had actually seen my dad's cock or if she meant when he was a young boy or something.That Friday evening, around 8 or so, I was up. . "I thought you turned his head," I confessed bluntly. "You thought," she scoffed. I watched as she devoured another forkful of salad. Watching her mouth open, I shook away the memory of her earlier that evening, opening her mouth... "You thought wrong. All I did," she related through her food, "was let him see that it was okay to turn his own head, to follow his own path. To find his own happiness. Our happiness, together." She swallowed hurriedly, and I remembered her, earlier, swallowing,.