I would be picked up the next morning.Dad and I spent the night together saying our goodbyes. The next morning, we set up their terms. Dad was to stay...in his bedroom and not leave until I was gone. I was to be completely shaved, which I had done the night before. (I had never shaved myself down there before then, but it felt oddly good to be smooth.)Next, I was to fill a bag with personal items, such as diaries and photos. I assumed this was to either blackmail me, or use in training me to do. I thought I could probably do with a shower when he finished so I shed my traveling clothes and pulled my robe over my panties. I decided to go to the kitchen to fix myself a glass of water and as I passed the bathroom, I noticed the door was not completely closed. Walking down the dark hallway, I glanced at the crack in the door briefly and realized that I could see him through the glass door of the shower. Stopping in my tracks, I breathlessly watched the scene before me. He was standing. It was a place where guys in their hot rods would cruse through and try to get the girls interested in us. Somehow I was able to get a conversation going with them and I thought Debbie was hot! Diane was nice too but Debbie was the classic blonde babe that I just had to get to know better. After a few weeks of trying I wasn’t getting anywhere with Debbie but Diane kept calling me wanting to get together. I hadn’t given her much thought as she wasn’t as hot as Debbie but not bad either.In my. “Studying business management.” “Freshman year?” I guessed. “Sophmore,” she replied. I casually walked past her towards the pool. She turned and followed me. “So what are your plans?” I asked. “I don’t know,” she replied. “Finish school first.” I chuckled. “No silly,” I replied, “For the rest of the afternoon.” She laughed and replied, as we stepped through the gate and into the pool area, “I don’t know.” “Wanna come up to my place?” I countered. I have no idea why I made the offer. The words.