Peter silently cursed himself for not being more neighborly sooner.His thoughts were interrupted by a tapping on his shoulder. He turned to find a wom...n of about 25 wearing the shortest miniskirt he had ever seen. It barely covered the bottom of her ass. She had long red hair going about halfway down her back and perfect white teeth. It looked like she had just walked off a movie set. She wore a thin white cotton tank top and was barefoot. From beneath her tank top, Peter could see a pair of. " Well, yes, but that was my father," I said, gulping, "and, anyhow, since I couldn't possibly imagine that, I always assumed I was a product of immaculate conception." It's a smart girl who knows who her father is," she said. Then she had the gall to laugh at me when I turned pink."It's all right," she said, "He really is your father, I'm pretty sure. The other possibility was a fellow Angus called a 'wee, strange little man,' and since I'm not very big, you had to get your build from. I was stuttering as I replied, “Hi, I’m Steve, Christy’s husband.”“I am Jason, her new lover.”He seemed very sure of himself as he went on, “I am going to fuck her in every position possible; and she is going to be completely controlled by me for the time that Chris is away, okay!”This was even better than I could have imagined. “Hm, okay.”“Chris tells me that he sleeps with her in your bed, every other night.”“Yes, that’s right,” I replied.“For the time that Chris is away, you will only sleep. ”I tried to resist. Knew this was much too far. Knew too that this is what his father wanted. Naughty, very naughty. I place my foot on the floor, I was wide open now, the only modesty I had were a pair of thin knickers. See through and wet. Click, click.“Now angle your legs towards me, that’s right. Now I want you to lift your knees up, and slide your knickers down your legs.” Mike said.“No Mike,” I at last managed to say the word. No. “I think that’s going a little too far, don’t you?” “Mum,.