“My pleasure, young lady,” I responded.We got up together, and walked to the floor, and we took hold of each other to join the other couples waltz...ng around the room, and as I held my pretty, eighteen-year-old stepdaughter in my arms, in her pretty purple dress, with her sweet, stylish perfume, I felt to my embarrassment, that my cock suddenly went rock hard. I shifted my stance slightly, so my erection wouldn’t press against her, and after a minute or two of awkward dancing, Karla said, “I’m. Although the tall blonde's breasts were small, the pale spheres were perfectly shaped, their delicate nipples jutting perkily. Her waist was extremely small, accentuating the gentle curve of her hips. The bright tuft of her dark triangle made her fair skin appear almost alabaster by contrast. Her parted legs were long and well-shaped and her pert little ass protruded saucily as she stood watching the horrified housewife, two bright spots of excitement dotting her high cheekbones. Too bad Fern's. Has the tears dried we talked most of the day about the change and the event leading up to it, in a way being parted from Emma although we were in love it was too powerful thinking about now it was a breath of fresh air I felt anger because my Mother was betrayed by her lover and daughter.My Mother asked how I felt answering as best as I could, I felt no loss at losing Emma I had found a someone who cared and loved me I only wish I had made my feelings known two years earlier.I took my Mother. Miranda was waiting for her in the Cellar Gaston wine bar on the junction of The Strand and Savoy Street.“Carly.” She waved across the busy lunchtime crowd and rose to greet her with a brief Continental peck on both cheeks. “So glad you could make it.”The dark pinstripe of Miranda’s jacket and skirt set ablaze her red-satin top and its matching crimson lipstick. Curls of rich chestnut hair tumbled about her shoulders and her dark hazel eyes fixed on Carly, drawing her in. Everything in her.