2 feet and he had big belly is she 5.4 my dad took his pants off and kicked to the side took shirt off he was naked he sat on the edge of bed she was...standing up between his legs her butt facing my room she was in silence she look really provocative with that macro bikini, he pulled the top of her bikini to side on both tits and he started licking her voluptuous tits, she was enjoying it, she no longer look nerves she was just taking it, my dad was going nut on her tits, he told her open your. "What...what did you do that for"? she asked incredulously, her voice just above a whisper. "I don't know", I lied, "I couldn't help myself" Her eyes raced from my mouth to my two eyes and back again as if she were searching for a reasonable explanation. We stood there for a moment, just looking at one another. She looked down and said "Well...you shouldn't have....its...its...not...right!" I studied her for a minute and said "I uh...guess...I uh lost my head for a second. You just looked so. He arrived there early and got a couple of the “courage in a bottle in him right away” the whole time he was hopping she would not back down. At about fifteen after seven, she walked in and he noticed her right away. She looked as seductive as ever. He waved at her, stood up, and met her half way to the booth. They both said, “Hi” and sat down, he asked her what she was drinking and she asked for a beer. He waved to the waitress and asked for a round. He started the small talk by asking her. Platform toe-less heels strapped my feet in. They were beige for some contrast against my black stocking-covered feet. I walked around in them, my feet crossing in front of each other one at a time. I felt like a model on a runway, or a whore on a stripper's stage. A large silver bracelet clipped around my wrist and I clasped a matching necklace around my neck. It was big and shiny and attention grabbing. It was time for my makeup. I spread foundation across my face, rubbing more intensely.