.. talk about that after today's treatment, if you don't mind." Of course!" It looks like you're right in time for your treatment today."Melody nodded...enthusiastically as she got up in the treatment chair."Do you mind if I ask how you feel as though the procedure is going thus far? Today is ... your third of six treatments, correct?" Correct." Very good. By now, you may have noticed some increased sensitivity in your nipples, and your breasts should be starting to take on a certain level of. All I could do was whimper again. And.. And I guessspread my thighs. Which he took as his cue, to reach over and unbuttonmy jeans. My tighty whiteys feeling even tighter. Which made himlaugh. "Good girl. Glad you aren't wearing boxers. That's for men,babe. Don't worry though. We'll get you some real panties. Daddy'sgonna get his bitch some real panties. But come on. Take this littlething out. You'll feel better," he said, big black fingers tugging myunderwear out of the way,. But that didn't get Kat's attention. No, it was Daddy's other hand, reaching behind her body. She felt her father's warm, strong hand come to rest on her soft teenage skin, his palm and fingertips on her nude hip, barely above her buttcheek -- below the strap of her thong. Holy shit, his hand was right there, right there. His palm was on the part of her upper butt right where it began to curve outward; and his fingers were reaching to the side, curling onto her hip, so he could feel the shape. I whistled them in and was giving them my usual pep talk when I noticed that their eyes were distracted. This was not a particularly unusual occurrence- their eyes always seemed to be focused somewhere else. This time, however, they were all distracted to the same place, somewhere behind me. I glanced around and I lost my train of thought. A tall, slender girl was crossing the grassy field towards me. Her long tan legs descended from a pair of tight blue shorts and carried her with a gliding.