I had become completely immersed in my writing and had lost track of time, and now the final sitting for dinner was about to close. I reached the dini...g car and sat down just in time, much to the annoyance of the headwaiter. Taking pity on the kitchen staff, I ordered a simple dinner, roast beef and vegetables. While I waited for my food to be prepared, my mind went back to the novel that I was writing. My hero had got himself into what we English call a ‘sticky situation’, and I was trying to. This is the kind of world that most call a medieval fantasy realm, and we're fine with that.You want to know about the girls, okay. Sharon is the tallest of the 4, with a strong athletic build and a pair of small breasts that at best could be called a B cup, her hair was cut short in military fashion and colored brown, she had deep blue eyes; Marcy was almost the exact opposite of Sharon physically, she had long red hair that she did up in one massive braid to look like a series butterflies and. I'd been hard before, obviously, but not like this. I was jutting straight out, and my t-shirt was barely covering it. I was trembling in the knees, and my dick was twitching.With a word, my step-daughter moved up towards me, was within inches, and reached down. Looking right into my eyes, goddamn if she didn't touch me. And my dick jerked and twitched.She giggled.I stood there, breathing heavily, not sure what was going to happen, when Karissa did it again. This time, looking in my eyes, she. He seemed to be going out of his way to make concessions for her, which made Lissa feel good.The one rule he imposed, however, was that they not get in the pool. He didn't want Jeff and Brit together in swimsuits. Brit joked that if swimsuits bothered him, she would just go nude, but that only earned her a stern look from her father that told her he didn't approve of her joke.Greg started grilling up some hamburgers and hot dogs, but also added shish kebabs for those who wanted to try them. As.