. Oh sorry daddy” she said freezing to the spot seeing me in a total state of undress.“It’s ok babygirl” I said reassuringly turning my head t... see her in a nice tight tee shirt, (Lisa is slightly smaller build than Vikki,) “But daddy, you are um… naked daddy” she said softly with a giggle diverting her eyes as I stood up and slipped on a pair of sports shorts and grabbed the tee shirt that Vikki had just taken off pulling it on and getting turned on by her smell.We went downstairs to grab some. So I decided to wore a hot dress and to face the interview do that day I had worn a white corporate shirt without tying the button on my chest that anyone can see my cleavage and I had worn a short black skirt up to my knees and a long shoe. Well I gone to interview everyone am trying to jump between my cleavages areas I have no problem with this I have this so people are peeping also there are so many why won’t they looking at them? That fell me proud. Well the exam time it’s my turn now. I. She had my attention in more ways than one, Her beauty had me all undone, And the lump in my pants was on the rise, She gave her cup a stroke then two with long fingers planned, As if it was I “her lucky older man.” She made her way to my table, I stood before she was able, Forgetting the bulge in my jeans, Her eyes were quick and a grinned limerick, With sultry words, “Shall we go to your place or mine?” She is a mid-afternoon delight An older poet’s plight for lack of words, To describe. You sure know how to boost the ego of a tomboy trying to become a woman - your woman. A woman worthy to stand at your side, whether it’s at a funeral procession, a fancy dinner party, or on the battlefield.”“KK, the best thing I can say, at the moment, is you’ve exceeded all expectations and I’ll be proud to have you by my side, anywhere and anytime.”“Then, Sweetheart, you better get that tie finished as I want to show the world this version of Kathleen Kennedy soon to be Alexander.”A little.