I wondered how I was going to pull this off... I slid under the side of the stall at the end. It was only two down from the one where the woman was si...ting. Her voice was lower and softer now, little fluttery noises from deep in her throat. I took off my shoes, set them up on the ledge, and climbed up on top of the toilet. Good thing I did a lot of push-ups when I was young, my arms were up to the task of getting up on top of the stall wall. Of course the bonus was that with my shoes out of. I'm used to daddy being close by and it's hard to think about him being so far away for a long time. I'd gotten in the habit of wearing just one of daddy's t-shirts to bed just to feel close to him.I quietly crawled out of my bed and made my way to daddy's room. I opened the door and saw daddy lying on his back. I thought daddy was asleep until I heard him quietly ask me what was wrong. I crawled into daddy's bed, snuggling up tight against him as he pulled the blankets back over me. I laid my. I started to feel a familiar swell in my trousers as I made my way to her underwear drawer. I refrained from sniffing them and retrieved some smaller white panties and then made my way to her wardrobe. I found a yellow sundress and then some white socks. She had a video camera too, so I swiped that. Why not have some digital evidence for me to review later?I laid out the items of clothing and positioned the camera where I could see what I was about to do. I grabbed the vial containing Sarah's. We drove off to a road I knew that lead to a few villages and was a bit far from college.She was wearing a blue Kurta with white legging..now I had this fascination of viewing her thighs from the slit of her Kurta and the leggings are usually so tight that they stick to the legs as the true shape is..n her shape was as it is amazing. But now I was driving and I could not see but was absolutely tempted to see.. So I spoke again, I asked her if I could say something without being hated for it...