Don’t you want to take off?? Hee-hee. He very obvious, no? This at my house after date. He take me to expensive dinner, expensive show, buy flowers,...small shiny gift, treat me like Queen. It time I think. I say ?You like my feet, yes. You want to see.?Alan look scared. He think he not show his secret. That I think him weirdo, not want go out with him any more. ?It okay,? I say. ?I don’t mind you want to see my feet. They are pretty, no??I make him feel better. Easier to admit he like my feet. I. Which was hypocritical of me I know, considering I had been the one responsible for her sexual awareness.We both helped Mom clean up after, and as Bobbie left the room for the lounge and I couldn't resist slipping my hands around the waist of my mother and kissing her on the back of her neck. He hand swept over mine and she leaned her head back, turning it to kiss me.''Bobbie was right you know, I do have a surprise in store. It's something I've thought about a lot of the last day or so.'' she. Then she looked up at me."I am sorry. I misunderstood." I tried to smile and reassure her, but she brushed off my words. "I don't know why I assumed all those bad reasons for you. You've never been unkind or mean to me or Allan. I guess it must be because I knew you would be such a wonderful lover, such an exciting man, especially when you were younger ..."She blushed and hastened to add, "Not that you are too old now, I did not mean that! I am sure that even today you could make a woman. He whispered that “that was just a taster,” and that it would be “much hotter before he had finished,” and that “her pubic hair would have a coat that she must not remove until she was home, as he would be doing it for his old dad`s pleasure did she understand?” She nodded, knowing now what was to come, steeling herself mentally. Ellie, by now, had her hand in her own wet sex, fingers strumming as she watched the next droplets fall towards her sister`s breasts, they were closer now, hotter.