"Is there a dress code?" Catie asked. "No, dress how you wish." Her parents gave their consent and even accepted Marsha's offer of her picking up and ...ropping her off afterward. It was a longest day for Catie had ever experienced as she waited for Marsha to arrive. She showered and spent a great deal of time on her hair and makeup. Finally at seven pm there was a honking in the driveway and Catie flew out the door amid her parents reminding her to be home by midnight. Soon, she was sitting next. The she saw us laying on the bed as we were both completely naked. “What the fuck? Dad, Callie, what are you two doing?” Jeanette asked. “Oh shit,” John replied. She looked absolutely pissed. “Callie he's my dad. What the fuck are you doing with him?” Jeanette asked. Wow, I knew exactly what I wanted to say, but I just couldn't say the words for some reason. “Callie what the fuck? This is seriously not fucking cool,” Jeanette said. We both took a deep breath and tried to explain. But she was. Opening the door, she did not notice the magnetic sensor built into the doorframe, which registered the movement of the magnet in the edge of the door. The computer did the rest six seconds later, sending a text message to the address in its memory. As Jennifer reached the bottom of the stairs to the darkened basement, Bill's cell phone had begun to vibrate the notification of a received message.Jennifer found the switch at the bottom of the stairs, and turning the lights on, stood stunned and. It was now clear where this was heading but did I have the guts to let it continue, while wanting to instigate something now with a stranger who I would probably never meet again I was unsure how to handle the situation so just mumbled "Well each to their own i guess?" and continued walking.Then to my suprise and somewhat disappointment I then turned into the street I was staying but by now I didn't want to go home as my latent bi feelings wanted to let this guy know I was interested and.