In that light I find she was changing her dress. She removed her choodidar and late she removed her pants. She was in panty and bra only and her struc...ure is seeing me clearly. She is having small boobs and she wore night and come taken her fallen dress and come to be and she, told that her mother is going to next home for to sleep. I asked why. She told and she is regularly sleeping there. It was her sister house. So I come outside and sit before TV. There was no power in the room. We sit in. It’s hard to tell what size her old ones are, but it looks like a size five. I’d start there. Pick up four pairs in different shades of blue. Oh, and get at least one pair of black dress slacks. ‘She’ll need several shirts. Get some bright colors to match those brilliant blue eyes of her’s. See whether they have long sleeved shirts, so those damn bruises won’t show. ‘She’ll need some shoes, the tag inside her old ones looks like about size eight and a half. Just get her two pairs of sneakers. "Are you going to teach me that thing mommy used to do now daddy?" I asked with a smile. My father nodded, grinning. "I am" I could feel the excitement building as my father took me Into his room and flopped me on his cleanly made bed. He flipped on the lights and shut the curtains, and sat on the bed beside me. He grabbed a small bottle with clear liquid in it and squirted a little on the tip of his shaft, then looked to me. "Grab it and rub it in." He said simply, staring at me. I blushed. I just wanted to really look the part. It’s not every day that I walk around dressed up as a slutty, corseted leather slave with a dose of steampunk saloon whore tossed in for good measure.”“It’s a righteous look for you, no doubt of that. You really worked hard at it. Maybe you should dress this way more often, babe. You look like sex on legs, at the risk of sounding cliche,” I praised her now, making her blush.“Flattery will get you everywhere, Master!” Katie told me, “I love that this.