He moved to regain control. "Amanda, it's my great honor to have you here tonight." Applause again erupted, to his annoyance. He continued over it eve... as the sign again pleaded for quiet. "I'm especially honored that you've chosen my show as the place to break your long silence."She inclined her head graciously, emboldening him again. "But why is it that you've done so?" he persisted. "Is it because you're getting, well, a little older now? Because you've only recently lost your husband?"If. I rush to my door and slam it shut, clutching my thin sheet around me. Was he watching the whole time or had he just seen the end? I was in shock and to my utter embarrassment; the thought of my daddy watching me masturbate made me wet all over again. It was a few hours later when my dad made an appearance. I was making dinner when he tried to sneak down the stairs, “Dad I’m making spaghetti for dinner. I didn’t know what you’d want. He simply nodded and we ate dinner. The rest of the night. He started laying them on the desk, I saw boys about my age dressed in girl’s things mostly panties, knee high or higher socks or stockings, some fully dressed in complete outfits. The pictures again some here in this room, others in a wooded area with lots of trees. I remember I had a boner going, asking why they were dressed in girl’s clothes. Oh, young boys do that sort of thing all the time, it is really fun, then asked would you like to try? He held up some stockings and opened a drawer. He said that he did it once and woke up with a bear licking his mouth."I can hear the amazement in her voice when she questions, "Stacy are you sure about this? A b- b-bear was frenching Ben?"I fight back the giggles and reply, "Hey, I'm just repeating what Ben told me. Don't tell me you brushed your teeth before you came out here?"Samantha's voice shows extreme concern when she answers, "Of course I did - I brush my teeth every night. Shoot, what am I supposed to do now?"I can't control it.