They would not give her a key a) because she kept losing them and b) they were just shit with her . One Saturday afternoon she knocked on the door and...just walked in as usual . We were used to her using our home as her own..it didn't bother us!. We were like her substitute parents. My wife was working and Lucy seemed troubled. She was very irritable and snappy but laughy and jokey the next. I knew this wasn't Lucy and sat down in the kitchen to talk with her. I had a way with her that she. She knows what he has in mind and it means she gets a free lift home almost right to her door.She sits in Will’s car and they head off, chatting as he drives towards home, until that is, they take a slight detour. On the way home, there’s a big car-park behind a row of shops. In the past, they often met there as there are a few hidden car parking bays at the back.He pulls in and they look around to make sure no-one is about, he takes his cock out of his trousers as he looks. He doesn’t need to. Which I didn't mind as he was making me feel sexy with all his compliments which of cause got me wet and horny. After lunch he rinsed the dishes and packed them into the dish washer and thereafter he walked up to me. He lifted me off the chair and wrapped his arms around me giving me a hug as he said thank you for lunch. I wrapped my arms around his neck and as I said you more than welcome his hands moved down onto my ass and he pulled me close into him as he squeezed my ass. So tight and firm. But this time I noticed that he was carrying a Playboy magazine! And, even at 12 years old, I knew what Playboy was. But I (at that time) didnt know what kind of fascination that type of book held for men. I went on working on my homework for a little while until my eyes caught some sort of quick movement in the bathroom. So, I moved to where I could see through the gap in the door a little better. What I saw then totally amazed and surprised me! My Dad was sitting on the stool looking at the.