Placing one hand on Ted's shoulder and the other on the arm of the sofa, Estelle rather stiffly and somewhat gingerly lowered herself onto the seat be...ide him."Crikes that might have been a big mistake, lover. I'm not so sure now, that these jeans were such a good idea. They're nigh-on cutting me in half. I'll never be the same again!" She giggled to Ted."Her mother threw Estelle a withering glance as she handed Ted a cup of tea.They certainly show off your figure, Stella." Ted commented."Yeah. I told her it was a shame and the journey wouldn't be the same without seeing her legs every day, it really brightened up my day, and that I'd probably never find legs of that class to look at ever again, as the ladies of today just don't dress like that.I got a bit brave and wanted to know what kind of nylon she wore, i made up an excuse and said i`d like to buy the same style for my wife (ah-ha at last ill find out stockings or tights ) she smiled and said "ah! that would be telling" , oh!. I noticed him looking at my breasts quite often which wasn't an unusual thing. Dad was always checking me over, even touching me sometimes, not real obvious but enough to let me know that he wanted to have me. I had never done anything to discourage him and truthfully had encouraged it whenever I could. I liked the attention as well as the feels. It was after the meal was about over that I began to get pretty nervous and didn't really know how to get things started. I had rubbed my tits. I let her know that if she spent more than half her time at my place, she owed me rent. This went differently than I expected, and, next thing I knew, she was renting from me as well.After she finally admitted that she was six months pregnant, I finally put my foot down and let them know that my trailer was no place to raise a child (a decision I later held to when my own child came along). They needed to find another place to live. Ron was, at this point, working at an apartment complex, so.