*"Thank you." Yara hiked up her skirt and pulled down panties. She peed.She felt a stab of gratitude. Muscle memory. Apparently this body knewhow to p...e. Much easier than it had been the day before. As Jas. Whiledabbing herself with baby wipes, Yara felt a thrill. She stopped for amoment and considered.She spoke subvocally. "Let me know if anyone comes outside, okay?"*Do you want privacy?*"Yes!"*OK.*"Also, let me know if someone in there can tell what I'm doing."There was no reply. Had the. Before I could even respond, she spoke again. "Alright, I'vethought of your final punishment. Oh, don't give me that terrified look,I know what you're thinking and no, I'm not interested in that." I wassilently thankful. Among the things in Sue's drawers was her vibrator andwhile I'd passed over it with absolute disinterest, I had assumed Bev hadsomething else in mind. She walked over to Sue's closet and turned on thelights. "I could've sworn Sue had one of those..." I coud hear her. More importantly to him it earned him another kiss from Melissa, something he valued right up there with his World Series rings. Billy penciled Jake in as right fielder for that night’s game. When the lineup was posted in the club house Jake ran to the phone and called Muffy.“Tell Trish to bring an extra pair of panties to the game tonight,” he said, alluding to Trish’s statement that she would pee herself if she saw him on the field at the stadium.Jake had a good game going in the field that. I loved cleaning the house naked while he was at work, a butt plug inserted into my asshole. I loved waiting for him to come home so I could massage his feet and hear about his day. And I loved it when he bent me over the dining room table and fucked me in lieu of dessert.I knew it was wrong for a father to make-love to his daughter. I just didn’t care. Incest was the best. It was so hot to feel Daddy’s cock plunge into my pussy. He would fuck me so hard. I would gasp and moan, his taboo dick.