It was eight when Joanne came down in her nightie, stretching, yawning and asking if a cup of tea and toast would be okay for breakfast. I felt so bad...I asked if I could have a shower to wake myself up properly."Yes darling of course you can but we'll have to share." "Pardon?" I said."It's a terrible system. The landlord keeps promising to get it seen to. You see it takes all night to heat the water and there's not much so if you want a shower we'll have to share." Right." I said, trying to. I came out to look for Kathy but she had already returned to the pool. My dilemma was that I was already semi hard from watching the girls in their tight bottoms. My penis was very pronounced in these swim trunks. I went back to the bathroom and got a towel to wrap around me until I could find out if Bob had another pair.I got to the pool and sat down beside Kathy. She asked if I was going to get in. I asked if Bob had another pair of trunks and was told he had taken two pair with him and. She had a sweet candy like smell, mixed with the spicy smell of cinnamon and though he tried to ignore it he couldn't.That night they both retired to their rooms early, he wished now that his wife would come back to at least break the tension of him and Gabby. He watched the news and then tried to sleep, he tossed and turned, and around one o'clock he heard his door swing quietly open. He pretended sleep; he was finally going to catch the intruder that had been bothering him for the past few. He grabbed the neck of my nightgown above my breasts and tore it down the middle. He grabbed the front of my panties and ripped them right off of me. The sudden exposure to cold air made my nipples tighten into wrinkled buds the size of pencils erasers. My father seized my tightened nipples and squeezed them and twisted them until I screamed out loud. Then he turned is attention to my pussy. I saw his hand reaching toward my crotch."Daddy, stop! Please, Daddy, don't touch me there!" Shut up you.