I let her distract him long enough to drop my hand into my lap, pull up my skirt and touch my own dampening sex, then lifted a half shell to my father...��s lips and pretending to spill butter on my fingers. Setting down the shell, I offered my oily fingers to my father to lick clean. He seemed surprised, but took one, then another finger between his lips, seeming to taste more than oysters or butter, but not sure if his senses were betraying him.Smiling, I dropped my hand under the table again,. Priti was a gorgeous, sexy 24 year old whose beautiful smile made me want to kiss her the first time I saw her, and her sexy hips and ass made me think of other things. But I told myself to control my feelings because Priti was married to a man 10 years elder to her named Nikhil, and they had two children, a daughter and baby boy. I met him also, but he was not good looking so I could tell they were a bad match for each other. Also, he was working five or six days every week in a townseveral. Actually, even that's not far back enough. You have to go back to myearly childhood. Ever since I was four or five years old, I had been asecret crossdresser. My two older sisters' wardrobes had provided me withlots of opportunity for furtive dressing in panties, slips, andpantyhose. I especially loved hosiery, and I had even shaved my legs afew times, reveling in the feel of that delicate, clingy nylon as I slidit up my smooth legs. As I grew older, it was confusing, since I likedand was. " Mmmmm, ich mach es."Statt ihn nun zu rufen, st?ckelt Monika los, um ihn vorzubereiten."Jeanie kannst du mir mal sagen, was du wieder ausheckst?" N?, noch nicht." Und was soll ich dabei?" Teilnehmen!" Ich als einziger Kerl unter aufgescheuchten, klatschenden H?hner?" Spinnst du? Seit wann bin ich ein Huhn?" Ist doch wahr, gib Frauen eine Tasse mit Kaffee in die Hand und einSt?ck Sahnetorte, dann reden sie wie ein Wasserfall und alledurcheinander. Kein Mensch versteht sie und der L?rm ist.