My body went limp, as did my cock. I stood there is total disbelief (Baby Girl ?, Sis ?. NO ! this can't be happening) and I was getting pissed. I sli...ped right to the door and leaned in to peak around the opening. From my vantage point I could see Dad's back angled to the door. His pants were down around his ankles, his shirt unbuttoned, splayed open and he had one hand down in front of him. At this point things were getting more intense as he got louder and started saying, OH BABY GIRL I HAVE. Mr. Jones also kept a close eye on the four of us when we were all together, according to Mrs. Peterson's wishes. We heard a crack outside and saw a huge flash of lightning. "Holy shit, that was loud!" said Mark.Just then, the phone rang. "Oh, hi Mom," Ashley said. "Yeah, it came.....oh yeah? Uh-huh...okay. I guess we'll see you then."It was pouring outside by then. "Mom can't get out of the office," Ashley said. "All the roads are closing and a huge tree fell on her car. She's going to be. You are welcome to sit there if you like.”“Well thank you. My feet were getting sore standing up. Seems like every other chair around here is being used.”“I noticed that. That is why I just stayed here. Your Barbra aren’t you?”“Yes, how id you know my name?”“Well, I know several people you are acquainted with. Most of them on my drill team. I’ve been to other parties where you were also. I had hoped one day we could get acquainted, and it looks like today is that day.”“Oh yeah, I have seen you. Perhaps you can work your magic on me. I am fifty-six and could use some flattering photographs."Fifty-six? I thought. She really looked more like forty, though I was restricted to looking at her face. Her skin was smooth and silken-looking, her eyes almond-shaped and totally devoid of any wrinkles, just marble-smooth and unblemished, her cheekbones beautifully raised. Perhaps underneath her robe, there's a different story."So, how do you want to start? In the robe you have on? Something else?".