“What is it?” she asked, as we stepped into the ladies' room. “I have a run in my panty hose,” I remarked. “What are you going to do?” San...y asked. “The only thing I can do,” I replied. I stepped into a stall, slipped out of my platform heels and pulled up my skirt. I slipped out of the panty hose and wadded them up. I readjusted my skirt and stepped out of the stall. I tossed the panty hose into the wall-mounted trash bin. “Ohhh, look at those sexy legs!” Sandy remarked. I slowly spun around.. " But what?" Well, I just don't know if I'm ready for that," he said, folding hisarms defensively as they came to a stop.Heather glowered and pocketed her phone before turning to him. "Andwhat's going to get you ready? WHEN will you be ready? Because itsounds like you're just making excuses and trying to back out afteragreeing to it."As she chastised him, Darius looked around the store and noticed thatsome of the other patrons were taking note of their conversation, justlike the strangers. "And yet you're not walking away" she replied still grinding her little ass into me.And she was right, no matter how much I tried to protest and behave like a responsible adult, having my hot teenage stepdaughter eager to fuck me for her internet show was an incredible turn on, and I loved it.After a few seconds I began grinding back against her, and could feel my cock growing in my pyjamas, and so could Stacey.She then glanced over her shoulder at me and whispered "Get it out daddy, show me. But my uncle? There wassomething about him that cried out: 'I am rogue, but I am good.'July 2007 The Web of FateOver the next few months, at least outwardly, things started to shapeup. I was in the middle of a fairly abrupt growth spurt and had filledout quite a bit, my eyes took on deeper shade of blue, my hair becameeven more blond, and for a thirteen year old, I had quite a rugged,robust physique. It was nothing particularly exceptional, if it hadn'tbeen for the conversation with my uncle I.