I slipped into the heels and made my way downstairs.Everyone was assembled in the entry area with their drinks. As I started down the stairs, everyone... including Marie, stopped their discussion and watched me. I walked up to the group and kissed each on the cheek but pressing myself into Marie. I stroked her back and felt that she was wearing a bra. Mr. R asked if I would like to have a drink or just go to the restaurant. I chose the restaurant and would have a drink there.The ride to the. We would lie there and chat about almost everything. I showered, brushed my hair and teeth and got into bed. There is always a light cool breeze in the room even in the hottest of summer, as I lay naked under a sheet. Later, I heard my door open and close - the shower running - but that is the last I remember.I was having such a wonderful dream – someone fondling my breasts and nipples. I have dreams like that sometimes and I was sure that it was caused by my desire to have my older brother. As out of town guests we were both invited to the wedding rehearsal and the dinner after. From the moment all of these old guys my father's age laid eyes on Sally they were flabbergasted. How did goofy old me end up with a date that looked like a Hollywood star? I had met Sally the year before at college. She was going out with a guy down the hall. She soon wised up to this guy and started dating guys more in her league. She and I hung out a lot, going to concerts or parties and even skinny. I've prepared you a surprise, daddy!"He eyed me suspiciously for a moment before relenting. "I'm sorry, baby. I didn't mean that. What's the surprise?"I giggled. "It wouldn't be a surprise if I told you, silly. Lean over and close your eyes, daddy."He chuckled and obeyed, and I produced a blindfold. "Promise not to peek!"I took him by the hand and guided him slowly through the house, warning him about the steps as we got to the basement door, leading him carefully down and towards the support.