So it wasn't unusual for her to be seen outside doing some chore in a bikini bottom with her gorgeous tits free of any cloths. So I guess I noticed ...y sisters doing it too so to me it wasn't a big thing to just strip my shorts or little dress off down to my pantys & just go running out the front door with my sisters & brother. The only time this wasn't allowed was when our dad was home & he wasn't home much due to him being a truckdriver. Then we had to be clothed a little more respectably.. "I don't see why not, how will you get home?" Daddy asked.While Grace and I were discussing options, Daddy put out his hand, "Niels?" Charles! Charles Bergqvist!" They hugged like old soldiers do."No more Bergqvist, please. Austin ... and, please ... do not ... Official Secrets Act. Ok?" Then he broke into a language with lots of gutturals, glottal stops and spitting. Soon they were sitting in the salon with their heads together and their hands flying.Grace and I were forgotten. Which was. "Had enough, Little Lady?" Eeeee, Eeeeeeee, Eeeeeeeeeeee," Christi replied as the dildo lost it's electrical "sting" and slowly pistoned to a stop. "That was, that was --" Really packs a punch, doesn't it?" Grand Dad chuckled as he undid Christi's straps and lifted the still pulsating girl off the mammoth probe. "Boy, you're hot," he held her gingerly, "another couple of minutes and I'd have had use my oven mitts."Christi collapsed onto the living room floor. "That was, that was" was all she. I couldn't understand why he would attach his admiration to someone like me. I wasn't anyone special, and I sure didn't want anyone thinking I was. I would make it a point to go back and visit him when this operation was over. I had promised I would visit, and I meant to keep my word to him."Harry, Stumpy just radioed in and I think we might have just got a lucky break. You better come up and listen to his report."I looked at Masters and shrugged, getting up to follow Preacher to the radio.