The kitchen had emptied out, all the cooks and dishwashers had gone home since dinner had stopped being served since 10:00 or so. The three of us were...alone there in that big old kitchen. When Dan turned around, here we were, she, waiting for a refill on her glass, me waiting for an opportunity for a kiss and maybe a feel of her titties.Dan held the full bottle up for us to see, then started to remove the foil and cork. "We went through a lot of trouble getting this bottle Miss... uh... What's. "I do so enjoy listening to your French accent and you always give me the opportunity to practice my French." Daddy chuckles. "Ah Cherie we will definitely make time for your French lessons." I have always has a secret crush on Pierre and could listen to him talk for hours. Daddy stood behind me leaned in and whispered in my ear his three simple words..... "Yes baby, now" as he gently touched my shoulder. I felt daddy kiss my cheek and hair as he stood closer behind me now. The three of. Amelia, from down the street, pulled out a pair ofscissors, and started to go to town, on each of the boys hair. Meanwhilethe other girls, added extensions to their nails, and polished them toperfection.Roger was a bit of a wannabe hippie, so he had plenty of hair to workwith. Amelia cut chunky layers on the top, and trimmed the bottom, so thatit fell down to his chest. Casey's Shaggy skater mop was given side sweptbangs, and soft layers, that fell to just above his shoulders. By the timeshe. I wrestled the skirt back and slid in the low sports car. The seat made my skirt ride up over my white thighs. Jazz noticed this more than before and said he loved the look, stocking tops and 6 strapped suspenders and high heels. I did of course keep my legs together, yes as a good girl should.We set off and agreed what a lovely evening at had been. Jazz said he loved meeting married white ladies, who could sink his big dick, oh yes that really satisfied him. He was not the only one, I was.