All of her schooling had been in schools run by the church, first at St. Mary's, then for the last five years, in St. Vincent's. Her Uncle Pat, Father...Patrick O'Malley, had been the resident priest at both institutions and, unbeknownst to her, this family relationship had shielded her from other potential non-family relationships in the residential schools. Even during her last four years of high school, when her voluptuous body was tempting the few unprincipled Nuns who preyed on girls such as. Billy! Holly shot me a quick dirty look also! Jeez girls, just having fun I said. OK, lets get to work. We painted away late into the evening and made sure to take plenty of smoke and drink breaks. I also took plenty of peeks at Sissy's camel toe. The shorts were way to tight. She looked fucking delicious. It was HOT. The weather had gotten up to 113 and the humidity wasn't helping. I also kept looking at my sister in Laws very large sweaty breasts in my thin white t shirt. We had work lights. "But," he grinned, "I fully intend to seek you out later, my darling ladies." He bowed, very formally. "Until then." Okay," Victoria said, grinning at him. To Cherrill, she said, on their way up the wide staircase, "I feel like bloody royalty! – Invited to see the Princess? Of course, madam! Right this way! The Princess awaits!" Both girls laughed at that.A few minutes later, they were thoroughly lost in the upper floors of the huge temple. "Where the hell are we?" Victoria lamented, then. Daddy was looking at the carpet." Yeah, sure," she snorted. Another tug on her toe. Another moan. Another question. "Does it bother you that I get so easily excited?" in a more serious tone."As a father, I should be. I mean, look at it this way - all anyone has to do to get inside your pants is just to tease your foot, and voila! I don't even want to think about the times when you go to the shoe-shop." Aw, come on, Dad, I ain't that bad, you know. Otherwise, we wouldn't be just talking, we.