The whole washed down with liberal quantities of lemonade.Felicia came up to me and cuddling close whispered in my ear, "Darling, these garments are c...ld and clammy. Would you give me permission to take them off?" Here in public?" Yes. I think that I have nothing to hide from anyone here." What about her?" She must be just as uncomfortable as I am. In the mood she's in, she might just join me. I'm sure Molly will." Well, go ahead and let's see what happens."With that, Felicia removed both parts. The breakfast consisted of the usual foods with some polite conversation. Bill thrust the remnants of a piece of toast down his throat, grabbed a second piece and declared that he was off to work.Jane smiled at him, grabbed her coffee and walked to the front door. She wondered if he would kiss her this morning. Bill smiled at her, waved his hand and made his way to the car.Jane watched as he drove off down the road and waited a few moments at the door before closing it slightly. She walked. Uncle Ralph had been a social drinker but he fell under the spell of hard liquor to wash away his problems. One night he lost it all when he was driving home from a night at a local bar, stewed to the gills. He ran a red light in his stupor and took out an unlucky station wagon crossing the intersection in front of him at just the wrong time. He killed the driver, a young mother and a passenger, her infant son.When the cops got to the scene, my Uncle, his head resting on the steering wheel, was. It looked so tight, Tom had to briefly touch himself before he took his place between her legs.Molly looked at her father fascinated and watched as he placed his strong hands on her smooth thighs and pulled them apart some more. A shiver ran through her as he grabbed her thighs and ran his hands along them, moving his rugged palms up and down her silky skin, each time reaching her outer folds then moving back down. He caressed her thighs like that a few times before bringing his head in between.