Although we broke the kiss, we stayed holding each other close."Sorry dad, this is Carol, Carol this is my dad Greg"Carol released her right hand and ...eld it out under my left arm"Pleased to meet you Greg" as they shook hands"Nice to meet you Carol. Is there a chance I can borrow Alice to servethe dinner?"I giggled. I notice that since my voice has changed I giggled like agirl."Sorry dad, we missed each other a lot"I went and served the meal. We talked during the meal. Dad asked Carolwhy she. I continued to watch as James lay on his back in the sun and proceeded to masturbate using what appeared to be women's panties as an aid. I have a view looking at him from the feet up. As James was furiously involved in rubbing his cock he failed to hear the orchard gate click. I looked around and saw my wife Fiona approaching. I frantically gestured to her to be quiet and gestured for her to come quietly beside me. She knelt next to me and when I pointed to scene before us she gasped and. She watched him as he tried to cook through the heady drunkenness. “Of course I did, puppy,” he told her. He couldn't bring himself to look at her properly but he saw her shifting nervously out of the corner of his eye and knew she remembered the nickname he had called her when she was little, just as he did. The room was spinning slightly for Violet. In her father's presence and under the influence of more alcohol than she could usually handle, she let her mind wander to the different men she. Donna said she must get one too. That night after going to bed, Eric and Joan could hear Doug making more noise than usual. Eric whispered to Joan, “See what you did to Doug by wearing that short nighty? It probably really turned him on.” A few nights later after everyone had showers and was about ready for bed, Donna said, “Oh, I forgot to go to the store today. We need to buy some things for breakfast.” They always grocery shopped during the day, now it was night. Either Eric or Joan always.