She started to take her clothes off right in front of me, and while she was doing that, she said "you know Jake, I still haven't picked up my son from...your neighbors house. We have the whole house to do whatever we want."I asked "what did you have in mind?"She said "why don't I show you."Then, she took her last piece of clothing off, and she stood before me completely naked. "Do you like what you see?" she asked. I didn't even have to speak, because my raging erection that was sticking out of. She had left her douche home so she was going to continue to get some leakage. She just hoped the worst of it was over. Carefully she dried herself with toilet paper. When she was done she pulled up her skirt. A quick check in the mirror didn't show anything amiss. Still, she tugged the skirt down a little more. She might be covered, but she could feel the top of her stockings, and she could feel the press of her skirt against her tummy and thighs. A skirt with the hem several inches above the. He set the controls to show Leslie Lockmann while she was sleeping and stepped into the BRA. An hour later, he stepped out as a well endowed, naked, blue-skinned woman. He dressed his new body in a loose fitting white silk halter blouse with matching wrap miniskirt and a pair of sandals. This ensemble should be sufficient to entice Superman, yet simple enough for someone of her reality, he reasoned. He then reset the controls of the PMS to point to another part of the planet, far away from. .. ," Kathleen pouted.Her father got up and brought vintage champagne and uncorked it. Kathleen had tall champagne flutes ready.Ken allowed his daughter a quarter flute as a taster.Kathleen clinked her glass with her father's and both cheered to health of their whole family. Kathleen was chewing on her lower lip without being aware.Ken put his glass down and pulled his daughter around and on his lap, "Kathee sweetie, what is the matter. Something is on your mind!"Ken kissed his daughter on her.