Her pants came off quickly, and I saw the white thong panties she wore. I forced myself to slow down and began filming the moment in my mind’s eye. ... wanted to remember this. The slow descent of her thong waistband down her petite hips until the crotch material separated from her shaved pussy is still a memory I will never forget. I jumped off the bed and removed my pants and underwear like they were on fire, before I dropped to my knees and buried my face between her legs. Not only was her. Masculine hands hold my legs down and open. I make a strangled sound that resembles a wannabe scream. Then the man looks up and smiles. “What the HELL!! You were watching me?!” I feel suddenly humiliated. “Mmmm, from the closet,” he confesses without guilt. Then drops his face to continue to partake in what he felt was nothing less than an invitation moments earlier. The invasion of my privacy, the shock of my secret moment with myself being suddenly shared breaks my mood and the build up. I. Pop was very curious about the number of bathrooms and bedrooms but didn't comment on that except to say, "Are you sure you need that many?"Virginia was quick with an answer say, "Beings it's built into the earth it will be hard to add to later if the family grows!"I could hear Pop think "Oh boy, kids!" I didn't want to mention that to the girls right now but it did get me to thinking about it. Getting back to the plans; Gary had brought two sets, one that I liked and had not given any thought. The one on the top contained something that almost made her cry – Deanna’s engagement ring. It was placed back in its box from the jewelry store and hidden amongst miscellaneous items. Monica opened it, thumbing the ring. It was a simple diamond, nothing fancy, nothing too pricey. She wiped a tear and placed it back where Dean packed it.A few hours later, Monica was getting ready for bed. Drying off after her shower, she put on pajama shorts and a tank top, brushed her hair, and left her.