"Daddy, I-I dunno..why am, why are my panties wet? I promise I didn't pee myself, I wish I could wipe..I feel gooey" I moved slightly, trying to ease ...he pressure of his cock pressed against my scantily covered pussy. Daddy looked at me, half a smile on his lips, and he slid his fingers back under the waistband of my panties.."Daddy wants to stick something else in your little wet hole, babygirl..hold still for Me." with that, he jerked his hands quickly, ripping the thin material of my panties. "I laughed nervously."Don't worry", she said "It's our secret. I got that movie from my older brother who lives in the Hague. I asked him to bring me back a raunchy movie for you when he was coming home before Christmas, and he told me this one was a classic. Old but better than the more modern stuff." Ah hah." I said."Well?" she asked."Well what?" Well was it a classic, better than the other stuff?" It was awesome" I said."How do you mean?" You know," I said."Oh come on, do tell me! Why not. And they arewaiting for us." He reminded meI held my head high thinking, If they only knew the lady warrant officerwith the General was a Transgender they'd shit their pants. It was hardafter that to keep a straight face as we passed through two moresecurity checkpoints.I saw he was carrying the pictures in an envelope when he sent itthrough the X-ray machine. My purse followed it with my keys inside. Noone questioned anything.Standing outside the JCS conference room I said, "Sir, that guard at. ” I rolled my eyes at him but did not answer. He was right, but when he moved out a year ago, after he graduated high school, he gave up his rights to the treehouse. Until I move out myself, I plan to keep on thinking that. “Anyways,” he said with a smile, brushing his shoulder up against mine. “I saw you sneak out of the livingroom so I figured that I would follow and see what was up.” “It’s way to crowded down there,” I said leaning back against the wall of the tree house. “I just could not.