In a calm, almost detached tone, Bernie said, "Oh, they saw the whole thing, Mel. Start to finish. Didn't you see them over there?" No. Did you?" Oh, ...ure, I waited for them to get closer before I lifted my leg up for you." What are you, one of those voyeurs?" Wrong choice of words, Mel, I'm really an exhibitionist."She was exhilarated to see that he was grinning. 'So he enjoyed it too!' Bernie told herself. And then she saw that he was hard again and obviously wanting another fuck, then and. " I'll be back late tomorrow and we can spend Christmas night together." Why don't I just come along with you?" Because the last time you and Daddy met, you called him an anal retentive, dried up old bastard without an ounce of compassion or two brain cells to rub together." I apologized." You told him you were sorry he was a total asshole!" Well I kind of meant it. Being sorry I mean."She left anyway and now I was alone on Christmas Eve. I heated a 'Healthy-low fat, no taste" turkey dinner in. Can't waste time...." She looked ready to cry."..._enjoying_ ourselves." Elysse." He gently touched her cheek. "I'm sorry." You're --- _don't_ apologize! I'm the one doing this... Doing it to you."She kicked off her shoes. She wasn't wearing hose. Her legs were longwith an elegant curve, even seated on the ground..He quickly pulled off his own shoes and socks. And pants. His arousalwas obvious, tenting his camo-colored boxers almost to bursting. "Oooh,damn!" he gasped when she reached. "What are your plans after your modeling career ends?" Rita asked, as sheworked on my face."You mean when I can't like model anymore?" Yes sweetheart, age lines aren't particular, so do you have any plans?" If I tell you, do you promise not to laugh?" Honey, I'd never laugh at you." I want to go to Stanford and be a doctor."Rita stopped working on my face and I could see the surprise on her face.I don't know what any of the other girls had said to her question, but Idon't think she was.