But then she realized the uniform wasn't that of a policeman. The young man was a soldier, about nineteen, and he had a duffel bag at his feet.He smil...d at Kathy. "Is this the Simpson residence?" he asked.Kathy hesitated momentarily, because the name was still strange to her. However, she quickly recovered and said, "Yes, but my mother and Mr. Simpson aren't at home." The young man seemed surprised. "They aren't?" "No, they're away for a few days." "Oh, sure! They must be on their honeymoon.". Her breathing and soft moans more evident as with a flick of her hair she lifts her head, tilting her gaze back to mine. Lips parted, her look of want, erotic and suggestive. Act or not, I could not tell, yet either way she was dangerously tempting.“And he doesn’t work in security,” she purrs. Words to make me growl as the temptation becomes too much. Rising from my leather chair, hands reach for my suit pants.Her hand reaches for the intercom. A cackle and then a response, “Yes Sir” came the. And they talked some more and shook hands. Me and Carmella was just sitting on the bed all this time. Daddy came over and asked me to please take my clothes off. I looked at Carmella, then at Bubba Jake who was grinning at me, and then at Daddy. I pulled the thin top over my head, kicked off my shoes, and got to my knees. I pulled the skirt up and over my head. I was naked. I was kinda self-conscious about the bulge in my belly and my tits which had grown so much. Daddy fondled my tits and. "I've never had anyone but Mom stand up for me like that," Abigailcontinued. "I don't exactly like it when she does it, and I'm not sureyou doing it was any better, but... Still. It's nice to know you care."I didn't respond, simply stirring the pot. The oats soaked up more andmore liquid as I did so, until the porridge was thick enough to makestirring difficult. With that, Abigail declared breakfast a success, andwithdrew three bowls from a cupboard and some spoons from a drawer. Idoused my.