While I'd been out the previous couple of days he'd busied himself helping me to sort out the flat, fitting alarms to the windows and the doors, that ...ort of thing. He always was more of a do-it-yourself guy than me. As I returned to my room I noticed his door was ajar. I could hear noises. And through the crack in the door I could see his reflection as he lay on the bed. Naked. My Dad was laying there naked on the bed, and he was – looking at me laptop! I could just see the screen – he was. Again she fought to keep the smile from her face, as she thought she saw the material twitch. Her stare was arousing him.She considered what she must look like in his eyes: her dark hair long and tousled, her simple shift of white cotton strained over her breasts. She had tumbled from bed not half an hour before, roused by her maid's insistence that a man was riding towards the house. She had not bothered to dress. They never had visitors at the cottage, and when she had heard it was only one. I looked at the time. It wasn’t quite noon yet, but I can leave a few minutes early. ‘I’m going out there right now dad. See you in a bit.’ I hung up the phone and wiped my tears. I grabbed my purse and made my way towards the exit. I was about to see my daddy. ******* Eli Gracia hasn’t been himself since the night he slept with Liana. He couldn’t stop thinking about her. She was everywhere. He couldn’t concentrate on work. He was determined to let her go, but every time he saw Amanda, he. Jane’s strict regime of making the boy dress in girls clothes at all times when at home only furthered the yearning to be a girl which was already firmly within the soon to be a sissy’s mind. Jane’s girls took special delight in dressing their sissy brother and loved to take him out to the mall and such places, dressed in pink frilly skirts, where he learned to be humiliated. He was shown to the packs of small boys who knew the girls; they made it quite obvious to them that their petit and.