" Thanks, Becca."They ate their breakfast in silence after which Steven went off to his study where she could hear him on the telephone. She washed up... made a menu for the week and then compiled a shopping list. She was about to include sanitary towels but suddenly thought that that might embarrass him. She wondered if she could ask the hairdresser to get them for her. Perhaps that might spring her alibi.When Steven emerged she gave him the list and then blushed and looked at the floor."What's. "I will" she said and did - "it seems like you have told the truth on that so now tell me what did you see" she asked. "What?" I asked? "What did you see?" she repeated. "I, I saw you tits" I stammered. "My tits eh?" she said "and what else?" "Your pink panties Rosie" I repsonded head bowed. "Anything else?" young man she said. "No Rosie" I promised. Rosie thought for a moment. "I will tell your mum" she said "unless"....."Unless what" I asked? "Well when I was younger I was spanked for being. He wore what Stanley thought were called granny glasses and looked like it had been at least a week since his last bath."That's my Dad." Rachel smiled.Stanley looked again at the two people in the group picture, then looked up at another photo showing a six-year-old Rachel and her parents. He looked hard at the clean-shaven young man and his wife. Using a little imagination, he could see they were the same persons."It just goes to show, you never know about people." Stanley thought as he. I lightly slip my hand just down your top and feel the prickly push of your nipples against my fingers; it's so intense as the rush cascades inside my body, i abruptly squeeze your nipple really hard, so hard that itjolts me back to reality. i thought you would wake up from the pressure of my fingers, but luckily you're still under. i fervently move below your waist and run my cheek up your still good thigh. it's incrediblysmooth and sensual. all my senses tingle as they lead me to your pussy,.