I started spying on you while you were changing." When? I never saw you," she says, shifting her body under mine."If you saw me, it wouldn't be spying... would it?" I say, sarcastically. "I was getting myself off outside your window everyday, Lisa, as you changed into your swimsuit." There I'd said it. I just look at her, still massaging her tit, waiting for her reaction. She doesn't say anything for a while. Then she looks right at me, smiling."That is so hot, Jack! I can't believe you were. A. My first Foreman was of Mexican descent named Tito Marquez RIP. He spoke excellent English and also excellent Spanish I was told.We were working in East L.A. when a person approached me and I could tell he was trying to ask me for directions. But his English was very broken up and since I didn't speak Spanish, I pointed Tito out to him and he went to Tito. Tito just stood there with his arms crossed looking beyond the stranger. Finally the stranger walked away. I went to Tito and told him. "I?mworried about your health!" Who?s teasing?" She was still smiling, but it now came off as smug tome. "Didn?t you promise we could have sex whenever I got hungry, backwhen I took this job?" ...You?re serious?"Instead of responding, Abigail bent forward, a gleam in her eye. For amoment I thought she intended it as a bow, but then suddenly her lipswere brushing against my nipple. The pink peak stiffened instantly atthe contact, and a smirk flitted across Abigail?s face. That was all thewarning. Mum walked through the kitchen and headed upstairs; “What’s up Dad…………?”, “It’s ok” he replied, “we had a little disagreement about something. I’ll go and speak to her, let’s put lunch on hold for a while”Dad headed upstairs after Mum. We heard their bedroom door open and close.“I’m going up for a shower……..I can still smell you on me” I told Jodie. “I think I’ll do my packing too”“Yeah, I’ll pack too;leave Mum and Dad for a while to sort things out”As we went passed our parent’s room we could.