She rolled her eyes, even though she knew her father could not see the gesture. She then stood up, lifted her jumper and pulled her panties down, then...off. She returned to the couch on her hands and knees, then pulled her jumper up, fully exposing her now bare bottom.She picked up her phone and positioned it between her shoulder and her ear."OK, Dad, I'm ready. "Yes, they're off. Yes, all the way. They're on the floor next to the couch. Yes, it's pulled up completely. I'm bent over on the couch. I just hope you don’t wind up dead in a ditch somewhere or catching something they can’t cure. I can imagine a Herpes or AIDS conversation would probably be a show-stopper even for the type of guys you gravitate to.”Molly’s mouth dropped.“Those appear to be the guys who catch your fancy so you shouldn’t be surprised that you face those two prospects,” Phil replied. “So, since we already know Tiffany and Molly’s plans for the day, I guess I should direct my query to you, Katelyn.”“I was just. The man took me just about 10-15 feet from the opening in the wall and stopped. He then turned around and faced me. This was the first time that I got a look at his face. He had a rough shaved look and short hair. He looked about 40-45 years old and was wearing a kurta pajama. There was a minute of silence, as we stood there motionless. I turned my head and looked at the k**’s face. He was no more than 18 years old. He was staring at my exposed boobs under the sari. The silence was broken as. She couldn’t- or wouldn’t- tell me what she had done beyond saying she was a temporary worker. She claimed to speak a little French but that moved the conversation along no further than my Spanish. She loved the Beatles but thought they came from London. By a glorious coincidence Strawberry Fields shortly afterwards played on the plane’s sound system, which she had on and I didn’t. She held one speaker to my ear for the entire track. I have had blow jobs that excited me much less than this did..