He took my hand and showed me to the bedroom. He pulled the sheets back and I climbed in. He pulled them back up,covering me. He ran his hand over the...sheets, his hand felt comforting. I closed my eyes while he ran his hands over me.I must of dozed off, when I opened my eyes he was gone. I got up and went back to the front of the house. He was sitting in front of the fireplace reading. I asked if I could sit with him,he reached down and picked me up. I laid down stretched out across him.He ran. The thought that a lot of men could see her bare breasts and one guy was fingering her pussy was really turning me on.A guy standing behind Beth was leaning against her back. He was nuzzling her neck and whispering in her ear. Another guy was gradually working his way at the side of Beth between her and myself. I had to look around him to see that he had pulled her blouse open and was fondling her bare breasts. The guy behind her reached up and cupped her other breast as the guy who had opened. ...At least we know she is okay...let her come around when she is ready...." offering some short advice.Josh smiles softly and nods. "Yes, you're right. And I'm very glad that we visited your father, too. I know that you're still a bit mad at him, but at least he had the integrity to admit his mistakes." Gets an idea, "By the way, did Jean say something about taking warm - not hot - baths?" Hmm...Father is Father...and whether or not at the time he as admitted a mistake....he is still as. The shoes would be the sameblack closed toe, ankle strap pumps that I'd been wearing. There was also awide, black satin garter belt and a pair of full fashion black silk stockingswith a seam down the back. I love garters and stockings. It looked like Iwouldn't be wearing panties tonight which was fine by me. The black shelf brawould push my tits up and the open cups would display them in a very sexy way.My nipples would be trying to pop through the sheer blouse.As I stood there looking down on.