Dad, of course, thought it was a good idea for me to spend some quality time with my step-mother. This time around though, was quite different. It ha... been three years since our first time together, and I had gained some knowledge and experience since that time. So, I was able to please her a bit better, while also being a bit more careful, at least the first night. It was also a bit different, as we had to be more careful, since my sister/daughter was there most of the time as well. However,. Besides those heels are so high, there's no waythat I'd be able to walk in them," he added, trying not to let thenervousness in his voice show.Savannah blinked, and then just shrugged, apparently letting the idea go."Fine. I'll just get these and we'll go," she said smoothly, gesturing tothe black and pink peep toe stilettos she was still holding, and headedover towards the register.Evan wasn't sure what to make of Savannah's dismissing the idea so easily.He definitely wondered what she was. "You're better than I thought!" Ellen said with genuine praise in hervoice. "Ever considered taking lessons?" No, not really," I replied, returning to first position and causing theteacher to smirk some more. "Before all this, I'd never looked at agirly thing in my life." Hey," Ellen says with mock hurt, "ballet can be masculine! ...Thoughperhaps not the way you're dressed. You do make a cute ballerinathough!" Despite myself, I can't help but smile and blush. "Even cuter!"Ellen teases. Just. Why had I worn that damn thing? I didn’t have to worry about it much longer though, as Boss Man slipped his hand inside my unbuttoned blouse, and around to my back. He deftly unsnapped my bra and I slid it out one of the arms of my shirt. I was now sitting there, unbuttoned to the waste, both of my boobs out for all to see. As we were towards the back of the bar, plus the fact that I had 15 new best friends who would protect me, I felt pretty comfortable. Jake leaned over and started.