I wasn't sure if anyone heard her but she did get myattention.She went on to explain that if I don't do as she says, that she wouldshow everyone I kno... all about sissy I really am. She had me very scarednow and I sat up in my seat as she held tight to my hands and continued.I had journals, pictures and she had plenty of witnesses to expose me toeveryone I know, including my family and new girlfriend. She told me thatif I knew what was best for me I would first break up with Kim and thenshow up. We did it about twice or three times a week and if mom went shopping on Saturday we did it them. If mom stayed home daddy went to play golf.There were nights when I laid in my bed and heard daddy begging mommy to fuck him. She was never into sex any more. How could she not want daddy to lick her pussy? What was wrong with her? Daddy was so frustrated but I helped him by sucking his cock some nights when he came to my room. He in turn would eat my pussy and suck on my tits as I sucked on his. Ask him to save your stool."We watched as Lyndia hung up the cell phone and spoke a few words to her friend. She hopped off the stool. Well, hopped isn't really the right word, with the drinks she'd had she more or less stumbled off the stool. He was quite helpful as he took her arm, and her boob, to make sure she didn't fall.By the time Lyndia came out of the restroom, I was waiting for her. I took her arm and pulled her through the door into the parking garage and up against the wall where I. There were enough girls that they were able to form six teams and rarely were there more than two girls from the same cabin on a team. Because there were two courts, they played two games at a time. Nearly all of the girls who hadn’t put swimsuits on went to their cabins to change after their first game, deciding that it was too uncomfortable and too hard to remove the sand from their shorts and panties.Jake:Jake was in heaven. Not only was he getting to see so many young girls playing.