‘I have decided that for your dare you must walk into the middle of the square and strip naked!’ I looked a her with eyes that said not for a mill...on Francs but the look she gave was mischievous. ‘Only joking with you….. but I have decided what you must do and I will tell you later.’ I breathed a sigh of relief (not that I would have done the dare) and she led me towards the square. The next few hours were uneventful (flashing wise) as we went to La Louvre, The Arc de Triumph, Eiffel Tower,. She silently watched as I took out my iPhone and snapped photos of the documents. I glanced in her direction only momentarily. Her dark areolas and pointed nipples were clearly visible through the soft cotton fabric of her shirt. I asked to look at her payables. June stood and opened the top drawer of a four drawer filing cabinet. She reached into the filing cabinet, her cute ass only a foot or so away from me. Her shorts were skin tight and about three sizes too small for her. She turned and. " Don't worry about me, Fred, ol' buddy. You know I can keep my mouth shut." (I can keep my pants zipped most of the time, too, but your wife and daughter are too much to resist. Just don't look over here and see what your baby is playing with.)"It's ok, Daddy. I love you and Unka Howie wouldn't dream of violating your confidence, would he?"A flash of pain shot through my conscience--no wait. That wasn't my conscience, that was Julie's fingernail digging into the head of my prick. Trying to. It was complete with steel pipe frame and open wire springs. The mattress on top did look a lot thicker than anyone I ever had in a barracks situation. He even had a throw and big ass pillow that made it look like a sofa, sorta. The difference was that at the head and foot of the bed, instead of being Air Force gray, the pipes were painted gold. The throw over the mattress was a blanket looking affair with the Marine Corp symbol in the center.There was a small desk, with an equally small.