Patrick walked over to Matt and whispered in his ear. Apparently their song selection, fuck them if they didn’t want to say it out loud. Steph pride... on the fact she liked listening to anything and everything, as long as it has a good beat. Whatever the song selection was made Matt smirk. He looked at Patrick, “Oh yeah. I got that song.” Matt turned his attention to her, “You ready?” She sighed to herself and shook off her nerves. She nodded to Matt signaling to him that she was as ready as. She caught the sight of her white cotton panties underneath her skirt and her bare legs. Only socks were on her feet, no nylons, pantyhose or stockings, just white socks. She was certain her daddy would be pleased.It was a lovely evening as Abbey left her apartment and stepped to her car. Opening the door she slipped behind the steering wheel and almost cursed. Because she was so short she had the seat pulled up almost as far as it would go so her feet could reach the pedals, but that had. Moskovitz needed any work done in her apartment but remembered her husband had returned early from his Miami jewelry convention and him knocking on the attractive woman's door would be viewed with suspicion by the overweight, balding salesman of precious gems.The Conte girls next door were all out on a "Last weekend of summer" trip to Coney Island taking his two "out of wedlock" girls with them. He was really lucky his Uncle Vinnie had gotten him out of the paternity mess with their union-boss. "Have you seen yours?" No, nor my wife." Anybody sitting here," a woman asked from nearby. Steve looked up to spot the woman that Olivia had humiliated during the tour. "I'm just waiting for my daughter Mary to reappear. I'm Marion, by the way." Join the club, Marion" George added, sliding along the bench so that she could sit down.Marion seemed distracted and Steve caught a tantalising glimpse of bare breast through a gap in her blouse. "Gosh I'm really tired," Marion stated. "I hardly slept a.