It would be like me asking you to tell me some secrets in your father's business. They wouldn't want me finding out or talking about their business in...the first place, but if I did find anything out, it would be wrong for me to go out telling anyone." It would be wrong for you to know something that was going to make my family poor, and then not even warn me. I thought we were friends?" I'm sure Mr. Parsons wouldn't want to hurt your father. Not if he didn't have to. I thought they were. Old as she put on her stockings or removed them. She always sat on my desk chair in my room as it was near the only closet we had in our old farmhouse. I brought up the courage one day to ask if I could fasten her stockings…she showed me how the garters worked and even let me attach all four. The back ones were really interesting as she had to stand up and hike her slip up exposing her plump soft thighs, a lot different that her slender lower legs. She always made fun of her “bird legs” but. " Scott had laid in bed practicing talking to Elinor, but now that she was standing right in front of him, he couldn't remember anything he had thought about. As they stood there a bit awkwardly silent, Scott’s eyes drifted down into Elinor’s massive cleavage. A sight Scott had drowned in before. Glancing down, Elinor caught a glimpse of Scott's four-inch penis. It was standing straight up. She smiled to herself as she knew that he was looking down her dress again. It was something she had. Several times I have “mistakenly” touched her boobs or her sexy ass with my hard dick. She felt this but said nothing. Once when no one was at home I wore a towel only on my waist as if I was going for bath and I walked in front of her and let my dick go through; it was full hard and erect I cud see her watch it but acted normally. Then bcoz only we both were at home I left my room door little open and was watching porn and masturbating I cud see her watching but didn’t say anything. I had.