While I was cooking I got a text from my daughter.“We are at the mall now, is there anything special you wanted me to get?”“I need you to get so...e striped knee high socks”“I’ve always wanted that kind ;)”“Buy some for your friend too”“K. Is there anything else you want me to buy?”“Is there a Victoria’s Secret in that mall?”“Yeah there is one”“I want you to make your brother walk with you and Jen around the store and ask him what his preference on female underwear is. Buy a couple of the. Idon't mean that nastily, I would be the last to criticise anyone fornot being the norm, whatever that is. I just think it gives him abetter insight and understanding and makes him more tolerant.The family are now regularly talking to each other about it and thetension appears to be dissipating. I know that things can never bequite the same again and I can see awkward situations occurring.However there is enough love in my family to see us through.My wife and I have been discussing the future. "I'll have it. We'll have it when you deserve it. I do hope youwill."She reached high up over her head again, and as her breasts rose upI caught my breath again. A dainty nightgown fluttered down overher beautiful head and shoulders, its pink lacy edges cascadingover her breasts to pause just past her neatly trimmed blonde bush.Her labia were really swollen. I guess she was really getting offon this power trip of hers."With that prick of yours poking out the way it is, honey," shesaid in a. If it's okay with you guys, I'll come back for a refresher course.”“Can we sleep with you tonight, Dad?” Jamie asked.“Um, I guess so. There isn't much to hide anymore.”“I think I want a shower,” Kiersten said.“Me too,” Jamie agreed.“You ladies go ahead. I'll change the bedding.”The girls giggled their way to the bathroom while I started stripping the spotted, rumpled sheets. My mind was reeling. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine something more arousing, more taboo, and more.