I opened the box and looked inside. I bit my lip at his gift. It was a dark red silk babydoll. I slipped it on and looked at myself in the mirror. It ...ugged my body perfectly. He knew me perfectly. I licked my lips at the crotchless panties. The thought of him eating my soaking wet pussy at his leisure made me moan. I heard the front door open and close. I looked at the clock, 5:58 pm. I quickly put my things away. Then I knelt at the foot of the bed facing away from the door. I shut my eyes. Neither man skied. I introduced Molly to my dad. We had lunch together with Dad. Molly seemed to enjoy talking with my father."She's very attractive, Kyle," Dad commented when Molly went to the bathroom. "Is this serious?" That's a good question," I replied. "We've been dating for a while but haven't agreed to us being a couple yet." I think you should have a talk with the young lady, son," Dad said. "She's delightful. You don't want to let someone as good looking as her get away. Have you. And they did a lot of bel canto. But look at the Verdis: they're all from the middle period. And no sane music-lover would think of King and Turandot and Cole Porter as representing the twentieth century! I'm really unhappy about it." Might we just get three or four?" Sure. Which?" Actually, five. Don Carlos, Magic Flute, Faust, the Cole Porter, and Figaro. Wouldn't that make you happy?" I guess so. But I feel cranky anyway." Why don't we go to the Sydney Symphony?" Seriously?" Yes. I saw a. She grinned at the picture he made, astudy of sissy sexiness mixed with visible discomfort. That could haveits uses. She imagined him at the exclusive club where she was employedand got a tingling sensation as she visualized his discomfort and thecustomers' resultant delight. Violet let him hold that unwanted posewhile she walked around him. Then she thought up a half dozen otherpostures for him to strike -- butt thrust out, sucking his thumb, hugginghimself while sticking out his lower.