We browsed through them and found some fun pleated skirts. I snagged a blue and purple one of those, then a couple of tennis skirts and one of those d...agonally cut skirts. I had tops that would go great with all of them. I also picked up a few pair of tights for when it got cold. Those would be fine over my cock. I headed back to the changing room with my skirts. Not the panties, of course. You didn't try on panties. I knew my size, and those would all fit me fine. While making those last. Dad wants to explain some things to you about Mum, about this morning. They’ve both gone out for a bit, but they’ll be back soon. When they come back, Dad wants to talk to you and Tara.”“Do you know what he’s going to say? Tell me. I don’t think I want to listen to one of Dad’s talks right now.”“I know about it. Please trust me. This will be better if Dad explains it. Until then, see if you can put all that aside for a while. I know how your brain works. I want you to press the pause button on. The rain had grudgingly let up and the sun was imposing itself through the clouds. On the forested hillsides surrounding the lake it made a mottling of shadows and brightness. The trees were in full leaf as spring had surrendered to summer. A deep green blanket ahead stretched as far as Jane could see with the blue lake alongside and below in contrast. As her eyes drank in the view, Jane realized that it was a work of art beyond the capacity of a mortal being."David, I can see why you love it. "I don't know why he would do that." Because I told him about the sheriff talking to you. He thinks that you want the badge more than him." She picked up the vase and stood it back on the stand in the middle of all the picture frames where Michelle's mother always kept it."Maybe it's better that he thinks that."She whirled around. "I've about had it with stupid people." Her patience snapped. "The night you were taken, that man was stabbed and shot. He managed to call for help, not for himself,.