Mum looked over her shoulder at me… I smiled at her.Mother’s expression became one of worry, as she finished off straining the carrots and placing...them into the serving bowl. She came over and sat next to me. As dad and the others started to grab the dishes and serve themselves, I looked at mum who obviously was uncomfortable with what was going on. “Something on your mind mum?” I spoke quietly “Ross… stop… you can’t be serious… and we are certainly not going to… what you said” Mum cautiously. She worked different shades of black and grey out fromthere, smudging them together as she went until the colours spread to theedge of my brows in a silver glow. She attached long false eyelashes andfinished these off with some more mascara.I opened my eyes, feeling the long lashes on my eyelids and saw howammazingly stunning my eyes now looked. Any slight movement or expressionwas accentuated a hundred times, making me look seductive, feminine butstrong. These eyes will control any man.Marea. I put the video on and turned out the living room light. Dad sat on the armchair and I lay on the couch, after stripping off to full nudity, Dad liked to watch me in full flow, always remarking on my tight six pack tummy muscles, tightening when I came, raising my bum and arching my back, like dad, I got off pleasing him as he watched me as much as he like me watching him.I could feel Joe's sperm flow from me as I fingered, 'You sound really wet baby', remarked dad.I stole a look at him and his. "He rose from his armchair and strode into the kitchen."Excuse me ladies," Mum said, rising from her chair and following him.I sighed deeply. Things looked bad. Dad had been silent while Lisa hadexplained the situation. Now, he seemed to have made a decision. Therefollowed a short whispered conversation that we could not overhear.Stephanie gathered her handbag up."I'd better go now," she said. Lisa looked dismayed."Oh no, don't go just yet. Whatever happens, this is not your fault.Any of it."I.