It took Nikki a minute to tear herself from her clothes, literallytearing her t-shirt and pinching her sack as she shimmied out of hershorts, she was ...lissful as she pulled on the sweatpants and sweater,both felt just a bit too small, but she was comfortable none the less.Peeking out into the hall Nikki slipped from Alex's room into thebathroom and looked at the mirror in awe, she was bald, B-A-L-D, Bald,she rubbed a hand over her head and could feel a light stubble, shewanted to scream and. The Friday night came, we didn't speak as he loaded his fucking golf clubs in the car and pissed off. I suppose it was me that was totally pissed off, so, my temper up again, I headed for the drinks cabinet and guess what, no bourbon.Coat on, out and down to the liqueur store. I returned carrying my bottle, two hours later it was empty and I'd been a naughty girl I had a good time between my legs, my fingers were soaking wet after watching my tape for an hour.I wanted another drink so I found. I looked at him. I sipped my drink, again. I don’t know if I am blushing or not. I feel like I should be, though. “This seems so obscene.”He smiled, sipped, but his eyes were on Blackie’s tongue action … and exactly where his tongue was. “Obscene … because a dog is licking you, or because I am watching it?”“You … because you are watching it.”“So, you admit that Blackie licking you isn’t the obscene part. You like him licking you; you like him fucking you.”“Oh god, yes! I love it! I love that. My dad hadn't moved his other hand, which was still holding her boob, just as her butt was still rubbing up against his hardon.Vanessa took the dress from him, and quasi-covered her front, trapping his hand on her boob."I'm sorry they're so smelly, Mr. Smythe-Hobson." She said. "I'm sure you can smell me all over them. I'm just so terribly sweaty with this heat."Instinctively, my dad smelled her panties. Realising what he'd done, he then stepped back. "Uhm." He said. Vanessa lifted the dress.