She began to reach up and remove the hat, but Grant stopped her. "No, leave the hat on, and the sandles too. They look sexy. Just take off the shorts ...ike I told you."Daphne swallowed and unbuttoned the waist, then unzipped the zipper. Slowly, shaking slightly, she slid them down to the floor and stepped out of them.Grant admired his daughter, standing there in her sandles, panties and hat. She was a beautiful creature."Daffy!" Grant said in a whisper, but more than loud enough for David to. With the handling equipment that he had, plus the strong backs of Danny and his friend, Josh Archer, that part of it would be much simplified.In the weeks that had passed since their decision to buy the new house, they had been packing whenever they got the chance, bringing stuff down and stacking it in the living room. Mike had already borrowed Gil's truck on several occasions and hauled stuff out to the new house, stacking it in the garage, so they still could get through the living room. It. She pulls away from the kiss after awhile and she looks at him. She now turns so that she is facing him, still on his lap. She wraps her legs around his side and she places her hands around his neck. She caresses the back of his neck and into his hair as she leans in and kisses him again. Her lips touch his and she separates his lips with her tongue slowly slipping it into his mouth searching for his. Her hands never stop caressing. His hands on her back now, Stroking up and down. Such tender. "Sie starrt mich an. "Ich rauche nicht!"Ich zögere verdutzt. "Du hast gestern geraucht wie ein Schlot."Sie verzieht das Gesicht. "Auf Partys rauche ich manchmal. Hab's vor Jahren aufgegeben. Ist ungesund, wenn ich Drogen nehme, vergesse ich das aber manchmal." Sie lacht und schiebt mir die Packung entgegen. "Kannst sie selbst rauchen."Ich schüttele mit dem Kopf. "Ich rauche auch nicht."Wir lachen und trinken dann schweigend Kaffee. Nach einer Weile steht sie auf. "Okay, Alex, war ja wirklich.