"Me and your dad have been friends since you were just a little girl. And sweet little Cassie's been such a good babysitter for me and my wife. Maybe ...he deserves a big, thick reward."There was no doubt about it now. He was coming onto me. My dad's good friend had caught me dressed as a girl and instead of reacting with anger, he was propositioning me. My dreams of being the cute, innocent teen babysitter girl all the dads fantasised over had come awfully true and now I would have to deal with. Would it grow back? Was he worried about that? Couldn’t he do like his dad was always harassing him to do and shave his head to at least a crew cut and minimize any problems?Time went wonky and he tried to count heart beats, or maybe the drugs that were in his system were even more potent than the triple wrap of cotton wool feeling indicated. The only thing that Cal was certain of was that he seemed to have skipped some time because he hadn’t heard the door open, yet suddenly he heard Hammer. It’s about fifty, sixty yards across. Eighteen laps to make a mile. And if you look around, you’ll see you can’t be seen in here, so if you want to swim or sunbathe in the nude, feel free. Lots of times, I finish my run with a quick skinny dip. Then by the time I’m back to the house, I pretty much am dried off.’ ‘We’ll have to rig up some sort of bell, so we don’t walk in on each other at an embarrassing time.’ ‘Yeah, I suppose,’ he replied, a sound of disappointment in his voice. Her slap at. I can feel you close to me as you slide in behind me, kissing my shoulders. You grab the glass of wine from my hand and finish it off before playfully whispering in my ear asking if I had spared no expense. Setting the empty glass down you grab my shoulders and begin to massage them down my arms then back up again. Smoothing your hands down my sides, you hesitate. You slip one hand around my waste and one back up to move my hair to the side to kiss the back of my neck. Even the warmth of the.