Later, Dr. Zaaijer bought the building where Michaelina took her dancelessons. Dr. Zaaijer assured the teacher that nothing would change. Awhile later... Dr. Zaaijer suggested that the teacher create a beginnerdance class that usually four to six year old girls would attend foradult men. The teacher was skeptical, but that class filled up quickly.The men even wore the traditional leotards and tutus the young girls woreduring the lessons. A recital of these men would be scheduled for the endof the. ” He stood and walked towards the bedroom. Adam started rummaging in the closet, and finally found what he sought. An old suitcase of his wife's. Ex-wife's now. He opened it and found some of her flowing skirts that she never wore, saying they weren't for her anymore. He still remembered being a bit disappointed she had never worn them. He took the skirts out to the living room with him. He laid them on the couch and looked at Rose, his emotions guarded. “These were, well, they were for someone. ”“Yes, sir,” she said, with a clear tone of disappointment in her voice.With my dick back in my pants, Mr. Walters killed the light again and I slipped out. A fully dressed Alison appeared in the kitchen ten minutes later, cheery and all smiles as usual, but with her sex mode deactivated. I like to think that her smiles and glances lingered on me a little longer than usual after that, even without her wanting to jump my bones, but it was probably my imagination and wishful thinking.In the due. I went to close the door and decided not to so that Daddy couldn’t surprise me by being there when I opened it up. I dressed and went downstairs to start working, trying not to look like I was sneaking around, but sneaking all the same. Daddy wasn’t anywhere. He might be back down in the basement, or out in the garage; he wasn’t in the backyard because I could see all of it from the kitchen window as I cleaned. I worked and tried not to let possibilities pop into my head. All the bad.