Elise is your typical stylist. She is has supple breasts, long brown hair that is pleasantly pulled back about 5’5” and an ass to die for. She was...in a black skirt and a white blouse. The skirt ends at her knees and her white blouse shows off her full chest. As she works her magic on my hair I can’t help but stair, as the light catches the whiteness of her button down blouse is near translucence in this direct light. My mind wanders….. “Is she wearing a bra?”If Elise could sense me mentally. Holly was sat on the bed that I'd fucked my new girlfriend on last night. She was sat on top of mine and Sarah's combined bodily fluids. 'I need to stop remembering that' I told myself, well at least for now, as I was getting hard again.Holly was sat on her bed with her knees pulled up, she had her arms wrapped around her knees. Oh shit, I can see her pink knickers under her skirt.I'd never seen my daughter look so innocent and yet so sexy. I needed to sit down quickly as my erection was. Do you need a doctor?"Kara glanced up and looked at Mark, and for the first time he saw her eyes without scorn in them. She shook her head no, and turned away from him."Really Kara, you look very ill. Can I get you something? Some water perhaps?" No, really. I'm not ill. I just got... some bad news from home." Oh... Is there anything I can do to help?" There's nothing you can do. I just found out my mom died... I don't even have the money to get back for the funeral... Go away!"Mark realized. Mrs. Mortimer clucked and tutted around her as Laura fastened the blouseand pulled up the skirt, adjusting and straightening, aligning seams andwhen the jacket was put on Mrs. Mortimer went into a veritable frenzy offussing until she was satisfied that all was shipshape and Bristolfashion.In the mirror, Laura saw the very epitome of a professional businesswomanand had to confess to herself that Mrs. Mortimer knew her job. "Asuggestion," exclaimed Mrs. Mortimer, "A silk scarf would add.