Ayla took a deep breath and watched as her sister expertly fixed the broken finger nail and repolished it. ‘Ten minutes to massage!’ Abby exclaime..., stood up and turned at the sound of the door opening. ‘Hey Dad, welcome to the circus,’ she greeted. ‘You girls look lovely,’ Peter said with a smile. ‘Ayla, I can’t believe you’re getting married today,’ he added. ‘Please don’t cry daddy,’ Ayla murmured. ‘I’ll do my best to contain it. Your mother would be so proud of you both,’ Peter promised.. Matt was trying to come up with an excuse, or a good story when the vehicle’s door opened. John stepped out followed slowly by Linda and sheepishly by Polly. ‘Good morning officers, I am John Smith, this is my wife Linda and our friend Polly. I had some problem with my coffee cup and spilt it on my pants and Matt here was good enough to let me use his van to clean it off. Linda and Polly were with me at the time and they helped me. It is very cramped inside the van and I had trouble drying my. Mark pointed out a small building adjacent to the pool and said, “Toilets and changing rooms inside.” I was caught short and peed my thong before I could get it out of the way. There were cloths and towels in the toilet which I used to clean myself. I had to discard the thong and felt strange having to go back and meet Mark, knowing that I was now totally naked under my skirt and top.“Ok? Said Mark. “Yes,” I replied, blushing ever so slightly. Mark looked at me with a twinkle in his eyes. I saw you out the corner of my eye exiting the house and headed my way. You had striking, long, tanned legs, that crept up to a sexy, short denim skirt. Your little, light blue shirt was just as intoxicating. It held your large breasts upright, showing just enough outline of your perfect nipples. The first few top buttons were unbuttoned, producing a sweet view of your deep cleavage. My hand,unconsciously went to the growing bulge in my shorts, pushing it down. You pranced my way, looking over.