She seemed to relax a little and let half her body drift into view. She was in a long night shirt with no bra on and her nipple was just as big as I r...membered only a little stiff with anticipation or excitement, or maybe she was just cold. I had to call it before I cut myself. Playfully I turned toward her and shooed her out of the bathroom. I took one of those guy thirty-two second showers and was out and in my gym shorts and tee shirt in seconds. I walked out brushing my hair and Erika gave. This was obviously a misunderstanding. They were waiting for a lingerie model when I happened to walk in.Taking matters in my own hands, I pointed to my state of dress. “Pussy Power was the only company whose products were on time.” I strutted around like a model on a catwalk. Stopping in front of the trophy wives, I bent down to smooth my hands over my stockings, across my pussy and down the other leg. The counter lady behind me had an unobtrusive view of my pussy. I lingered like that a while. So why not just combine them all into one big secret. If you are against father/daughter sex involving a fictional 12 year old girl, do not read this story. Otherwise, enjoy. – Skeletons in the Closet —- – — Jack sighed heavily in laziness as he finished settling down onto the carpeted floor of the small nine by seven foot empty walk-in closet. He stared up to the lightly cracked, but otherwise textureless ceiling, waving his eyes around the bare light bulb in an effort to avoid blinding. " She faked some tears. I suddenly got the idea where this was going. "My oh my what shall we do?" She pretended to be confused and stumped. "Hm... We could swim in our clothes. But no we don't want to get them all wet. Some peeps here are wearing some very sexy clothes that we just can't ruin."She took a deep breath, "We could just not swim. But that is a problem." She finally proposed the third and final option. the one I aloung with the six other males had been waiting for, "We could go.