“Babe,” Barry began, his throat swelling with dark longing he fought to supress. “I … uh … I wish you wouldn’t sit like that. I … you…...�� Barry coughed, a hand at his mouth, heat flaring in his face.“It’s this kilt,” Natasha replied, making absolutely no move to recover her modesty. “I can’t help it, Daddy.” The girl blinked at her father, eyebrows arching. “But it doesn’t matter, does it? You’re my father, after all. Seeing my knickers doesn’t bother you, does it?”Air hissed in through Barry’s. Her scent is intoxicating. I can’t believe that I feel my arousal starting to rise again already, after the wonderful release I just had … a release that Darcy had swallowed down eagerly and lovingly. I have never met a more sexual and sexy woman in my life.We stroll, hand in hand, to one of the “A La Carte” restaurants our resort has to offer. This particular one, the Poseidon, is right on the beach, with candle lit tables up on wooden platforms placed right on the sand. The plexiglass wind. I will take all your video games away in your room; you will be banned from hanging out with your friends. I will disconnect your internet, and you will have no TV.”“Alright, fine. Do you know if the baby is a boy or a girl?”“There’s no way to tell right now because it’s too early.”“What do you think we should name the child?”“I haven’t given it that much thought, but whatever we choose, it should be a Jewish name. I don’t want to talk about it much right now because I want to rest.”She kicked. I tried to keep itwrapped around a leg or my waist. But neither option seemed to work out.So lots of times it tented my skirt in the back or worse, flipped myskirt up. I looked at all the new clothes, all dresses, skirts and other feminineclothing. Not a single pair of pants between them or was there? Then Ispotted something between two skirts, and YES, Mom did buy me some pants.Actually they were slacks, but I was already glad it was some kind ofpants.Then my mood dropped again, only two pair.