She smoothed her dress on her legs nervously. as they pulled in front of the house she sighed, Daddy gently caressed her hand with his fingers. "You k...ow we don't have to do this Baby Girl. We can tell your parents you started to not feel good so we went home," he said softly. Baby Girl snorted indignantly, "Then mother would ask all sorts of questions." He nodded in understanding and got out of the car going over to open her door. No sooner had she stepped out she was confronted by her mother.. "She looked at me strangely and I knew I was pushing the limits here and had to be very careful. I gently pulled her up to stand before me."It's not that I don't want it," I said, once more looking into her eyes, "but I've never done that before and I promised someone very special that they could be first, in all things. I hope you understand?"She smiled as she released my cock, stood, and once more put her arms around my neck. "Yes, Jimmy, I understand. It hadn't occurred to me. I have never. ‘I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have spied like that.’ She seemed to consider this for a moment then shrugged. ‘It’s okay, after all, that’s what the peepholes are there for. I mean…that’s what this place is all about, so I can’t really be upset.’ A weight shifted off his chest and he felt himself smiling again. ‘Really? Oh that’s great! I was so afraid you’d be pissed.’ ‘Do you, uh, like it?’ Michael raised his brow quizzically. ‘Like it?’ ‘You know…’ she waved her hand over her crotch expressively,. Just to prolong this mild body contact was reason enough. Frans dress had ridden more than half-way up her thigh and I wondered if I should try to rearrange it myself or wake her up. But she seemed so peaceful I just decided to enjoy the show. So stare I did. What are you staring at? she demanded, suddenly awake. She tugged at the hem of her dress, trying to cover herself. It reminded me of her days as a modest teen. She seemed quite agitated. Oh, no, I thought, my worst fears are coming true..