." Jason's voice petered out, and he stared shame-faced at the floor. His cock began to soften."Old enough to be her daddy?" Casey finished. "Lots of ...irls our age fuck guys who are your age, Daddy." She grinned wickedly, and closed the gap between them, until she was standing no more than three feet away from her father. Jason wanted to back up, and put distance between him and his young daughter, especially since he was completely nude, but he couldn’t move. Standing naked in front of his. I love the Cline Zinfandel, but there wasn’t any left in the bottle. There was a rolled-up note, cliché as it sounds, and on it the words ‘Blessed Christmas.’ December 26 I kept wondering where that bottle had come from. On Christmas night I slept out on the sleeping platform and could have sworn that I saw a light on the horizon. A boat? Would that explain it? Some well-wishing sailor with a preference for Cline Zinfandel who had steered near enough to my island to toss a bottle over the. Love being sent out like that. Exposed. Knowing whoever sees me knows just what I am. I have only done that at adult bookstores and at adult theaters. When openly dressed there, either in nothing but lingerie and stockings and panties, or if I go in a skirt, stockings, blouse, bra and breast forms, it is not only clear what I am, but most men who enjoy sissies see it as an open invitation to use me. When dressed like that men will walk up and reach under my skirt or into my panties to grope and. Immediately below her tits, her lower chest displayed the sleight impressions of her ribs on her satin skin. Moving south on her body, the very slight concavity of her abdomen boundaried by the rib cage above and the hipbones below. The center of this was the flat plain of her stomach. Her belly button was a perfectly round depression of at least a half-inch in depth and slightly more in diameter.Below her abdomen, instead of panties, she was wearing what appeared to be the most minute skirt I.