“He’s not a boy, he’s a man,” Alice said, as she corrected her daughter’s choice of nouns.I turned my head to see Alice behind me toweling h...r hair dry. Alice’s gaze, like her daughter’s, fixated on my genitals.Great! A mother and daughter inspection team. Just what I needed.I decided that I might as well clean up from last night. I stepped under the shower Alice had vacated and turned the water on to the hottest setting that I could stand. Maybe a cloud of steam would offer some privacy.Crap!. "Want to talk about it?" There's nothing to talk about." Okay." I sat next to her, taking her hand again.We sat like that for several minutes. Robbie tried to stand, but I held her in place. "Can we go now?" she asked in exasperation."Are you over it?" There's nothing to get over!" she snapped."Then we can't go now." I squeezed her hand. She tried to pull it away, but I held on."There's nothing wrong, and if there was, what makes you think it's any of your business?"I sighed. "What you're. I’m talking about girls at work, or it could be neighbours, the girl who worked in the local pub or shop. I loved those feelings, I loved being a useless wanker, a perv, and I loved the power girls had over me, and they still do. I had early experiences in clubs and the like, and narrow escapes. Never again. So, where to go to see for real? I don’t spy, and never did. I don’t need or want to see nudity so not for me hanging round the back of the local pool, or peeping through windows, hiding. I maneuvered Ann back onto the couch next to Giles. I pulled a chair up and sat in front of Ann. Smiling at Ann, I told her she should give the idea more thought before dismissing it."You want me to have sex with another man, and on video?"I told her, "Yes," and I thought she did too.There was no denial from Ann, so I continued, "Look how you dressed for Giles. Your tits on show, and no panties."I put my hands on Ann's knees and pushed them apart.Giles lifted the hem of Ann's skirt, "You do.