At first he just stared at me. I noticed my legs were spread,an my skirt had slid up I had no undies on. I put my legs closer together. His eyes went ...p to my boobs,which I was showing plenty of titty skin. The dark circle around my nipple,,the areolas were showing so I pulled my shirt together what i could. We tried talking. It wasn't going to good. We were both nervous and wondering WHAT. Doing some talking I noticed he had spread his legs apart alot. That moved the towel and god on the chair. How two years ago Dad had taken us to New York for a short break justafter thanksgiving. The wonderful time I had skating in Rockefellersquare. How we'd eaten at Le Cirque and then gone to the top of theempire state building and looked over the city that never sleeps.As I was reliving that happy times Stacey came in with Dad. He'd changedquite a bit. His hair was longer and in a pony tail. He had on a baggyjumper and what looked like a new pair of trousers."New trousers?" I asked."Got them. He let her go onlyto pinch her just below her armpits with all his strength. This time she wailedloudly, and each time she ran out of air he jerked his pincers again. Finally,she let go of the cleats, and he let her fall in a heap on the floor of herroom. He turned and walked away. "Jeffrey," he heard her say, as he left her back porch. They had finally met. Part II...By Angie He got halfway to his car and noticed the bum throwing a shopper throwawaypaper on her wet driveway. Bending and. .” I said a little calmer now. “I’m sorry I didn’t knock Joey, but I had no idea that you were home ... and I certainly had no idea that you might be up here doing something like THIS!”“But...”“But what Joey? But what?”I watched him halfheartedly trying to cover his penis with his hands and quite frankly, he was doing a poor job of it. Finally he just dropped his head and looked at the floor as he sat on the edge of his bed with his hands in his lap.“What is it? What are you trying to say.