Although having to shout over the music made the conversation somewhat less private and a lot less conspiratorial-looking than he probably hoped. "Do ...ou recognise that woman in the silver dress?"We all looked around, showing no respect whatsoever for the perceived privacy of the conversation. She was difficult to miss; almost impossibly beautiful and slim, straight brunette hair tied on top of her head to accentuate her long, slim neck; dark eyes and gleaming white teeth completed the package.. BUT, WITH GUYS AND NO CHICKS, WE TEND TO GET HORNY. WHEN MY DAD ISN'T HOME, I SECRETLY WEAR LADIES UNDIES AND DRESSES. WHEN I'M, NOT AT HOME I KNOW MY DAD LIKE TO WATCH PORN. SOMETIMES EVEN SOME GAY PORN. SHIT, I DON'T CARE. I'VE SEEN A LITTLE HERE AND THERE. BUT, ONE AFTERNOON I CAME HOME AND HE HAD FOUND MY SECRET HIDING PLACE WHERE I KEPT ALL MY GIRL PANTIES, STOCKINGS, SKIRTS, TEDDYS, DRESSES, EVERYTHING. SO, YOU FOUND MY STASH? MY DAD SAID, "try something on. Maybe, I will like it and try. The next summer when she was 13 he wouldn’t let her mother got her a new bikini, but made her wear the same one she had the summer before. She had been a 32 A-cup then by the next summer she was a 34-C. She said that he would walk up behind her and reach around and grab her tits while rubbing his cock on her ass. When she told her mother her mother told her how her step dad had said that she was rubbing her body on him and was always trying to show her tits to him and get him to touch her.. Piper. The music of his flute wound itself around me, and one of those violent shocks passed through my body. Piper.The sad tune dissolved into the liquid trills, and the music flowed and danced like water in a mountain stream. A pair of hands touched my shoulders and a warm body pressed against my back. Jay. Mate, lover, friend, father of the child growing inside me. His hands stroked my shoulders and my arms. Slow waves of warm pleasure passed through me. The sound of the flute flowed over me.