” I shouted over the noise. “Don’t go Sir” he shouted “stay for a few more.” and the stewardesses echoed the statement in sing song voice... obviously drunk. “No, I better be going.” I said to make a quick exit, a bit embarrassed that we were seen out just us 2; thinking people would talk as rumours are rife in the industry. I would have liked to continued the night with Joe but was glad to dodge the question he had just asked. I called into a few more bars, chatted to some people and headed. She was trying to get to her clothes when her parents walked through the door and stopped, shocked at what they saw.Christy was mortified seeing her father standing in the doorway with his mouth hanging open. She saw her mother push past him and the shocked look on her face. Almost at once the three jumped to their feet in a mad dash for their clothes.Carl and Clara recovered quickly. Clara closed the door behind them and waited with her husband, as the three got dressed."Mom, Dad, ah...". Erica was about five-five, nice, slim figure, pretty blond hair down to well below her shoulders, creamy skin, light blue eyes. As we talked, my eyes were drawn to her clothes. At least to what clothes she was wearing. She wore a tube top and a short skirt. So, the vision before me was mostly bare arms and shoulders, bare tummy, and lovely, lovely bare legs. Probably more than half her skin was uncovered. And, such nice skin it was. While we talked, she told me that her children were six and. I saw her staring at me, but she wasn’t seeing me right now. Waving at her only got the response of her eyes blinking. When the old nurse came back in, she quickly got Mary laid down before checking over her sutures. A little later, the girl from last night came in with the biggest grin on her face and a specimen container.“A little birdie told me that they are counting your swimmers. Mom was there too, so she told me to see if you minded me giving you some help. A handjob is as much as I think.