When I went into the room I heard a noise from the tack room (a small room we had in our roof) so I went back there and peeked through the slat walls....My older sister is 7 years than me. Anyway, she was lying on the wooden bench top and my dad was bent over licking her pussy. I guess I must have made a noise cause Narin looked right at me and eeeked and clamped her legs shut. I took off running for the door but abba stepped out of the tack room and hollered, “Come here, right now!” I can still. The following morning I showered and dressed for work. I don't know whether, subconsciously, I was thinking about the previous day's conversion but I decided to wear a pleated skirt and satin blouse with stockings and suspenders along with matching pink satin underwear. The nearest thing I had to a forties style. The day passed quite quickly and I didn't really think too much about what the afternoon might hold until about one o'clock. That last hour seemed to drag as my mind began to wander. I'm sorry." Thanks." Turning to her, I asked, "How much do you know?" Most of it, I guess." She shook her bangs out of her face. "I would have never pegged Olivia as bi." More lesbian than bi, I would think, after she and Anya got together." That line of thought triggered a memory, and I continued hesitantly, "Um, speaking of which, have you-" No, I'm still not telling people." Oh." You'd think that after six years, I'd be sufficiently comfortable with my sexual preferences to tell the world. "Look and this." What?" This crap in my mail" it's porno-spam just get rid of it" No look at it."I look.Typical cheap sleazy HTML porno-spam. You can filter until hell freezes over and you still end up with this crap."OK, I've violated company policy by looking at this, what is the point?" The point is it's trash"( I'm not getting it... )"It's not interesting, it doesn't make me want to click on the button"(huh? she called me over to discuss this?)"So just delete it..." What I'm saying is any.