The crotch of my pants was still damp with Christie's saliva and my cock lay heavy against my leg, the shape and size of it more than visible through ...he wet cotton."Christie, refill our coffees and then go clean yourself," I said. "My daughter and I have to talk and it's not a conversation you will listen to." Yes sir."Once she was gone, I could clearly smell the scent of arousal in the air – my daughter was as wet as any little submissive I'd ever taken. For the moment, I chose to ignore her. I came down and unbutton her shorts she got jerked. And looking at me. I tried to pull her shorts off but she was resisting in a very low intensity. I forcefully pulled off her shorts and panty and her pussy was wet. I threw the shorts and thrust my face in between her legs and started to eat her pussy.She started to moan loudly with pleasure and held my hairs and pushing my face into her pussy. She was literally having a great time and she pulled me up and started to smooch. Meanwhile, I. As long as Iwas quiet no one paid any attention to where I was or what I was doing.At first I tried things on over my boy clothes, always on the alert forthe slightest noise. As time passed I became more daring wearing mycousins' clothes under my boy clothes and then hiding them in mysuitcase to take home with me. I was too young to understand the calmand serenity that wearing a girl's vest and panties brought upon me. AllI knew for sure was that for a short time at least I could feel like Iwas. Many businessmen, more hard-headed than I would say I was stupid but in my mind I had budgeted for seventy thousand. Perhaps later I may regret my attitude. The important thing for me was that I had already made my mind up to live in the Dower House. I will let Tina believe she planted the idea. The Chetford estate was my heritage. My family hitherto had been just my mother and a father who I had never known. People who had known both parents, their grandparents and even possibly their great.