They were both a bit on the plump side with round faces that had a very comfortable look when they smiled, which they seemed to do a lot. In fact they...almost looked like brother and sister. His hair was light brown; her hair was a dirty blond that seemed that it might have been bleached. She wore a blouse and shorts. I discretely admired her legs, which were very shapely although a bit on the full side. This fullness seemed to carry over to her breasts, but the loose blouse made it difficult to. I can’t actually remember how he came to be sharing with us and he wasn’t there for the whole year, but that’s by the by. The story began when Gemma, Hayley and I were shopping for the weekend at the local supermarket. I along with Hayley had come straight from hockey practice and we were in our full kit of knee high white socks, short navy skirts and white tops. Gemma was carrying an injury so was in normal attire. Hayley was forever complaining about the middle-aged guys who perved at us, as. ’ It was a pretty true statement. Dad pretty much went along with what Mom wanted. Mom was smart enough to know not to push Dad too far. To us kids, Dad was just a big Teddy Bear, but for us girls, our dates and other men were afraid of Dad. He didn’t talk much but when he did, people listened. Dad wasn’t big about holidays, even Christmas he thought was way too commercial. He would argue with Mom about buying so many gifts. The one thing he would do is make each of us something out of wood. He. For the first time in far too long, there were no threats anywhere on the horizon. It was time to celebrate and have some fun!I could, as an excellent example, once again gather lots of naked girls around our pool and resume frolicking with them (and something else spelled "f ... cking"). No one is spying on us now, which is important because Carol will often be one of my frolicking partners. It would be very nice to no longer have to think about security risks before giving Carol a kiss.The.