What followed was half an hour or so of hurried, intense, and voracious love-making in my car. Helen began to come to class no longer in jeans but in ...kirts. On our second night, my hand discovered that she no longer wore panties!In mid-September, in one of her phone calls, she told me that we had to stop our Thursday diversions. The problem was that it left her smelling of sex. She loved it, but she could not come within metres of Jurgen. Until now, on arriving home, she had plausible excuses.. .. whoa...” he pauses, in shocked, to look her over. “What are you wearing?”The girl has her back to him, working at the kitchen counter. “I’m making you a drink, Daddy. One ice cube or two?” She turns to face the man. Wearing only a red thong with the lacey triangle barely covering her cunt, she has a strapless bra to match and her garter supporting a pair of black silk hose. Zaria stands there in her fuck me shoes, as Yesenia had called them, which make her almost as tall as her father. Her. I checked my watch and found it was almost midday. I called out but there was no one around so I wrapped myself up in the sheet and made for the bathroom. I took a long shower and I gave myself a nice gentle rub thinking of the strippers from the night before and how I had to eat slices of banana from their naked breasts. I then dried off and with only a towel around my waist I headed for the kitchen and made myself a cup of tea.I was not a stranger to the house so knew where everything was. I. The first girl has just made love on her bed and her room looks like mine. The second girl did it beside the lake.I look at the two pictures after school when Kenny has cross-country and Mom thinks I’m doing homework.In the bathroom, I stand against the wall until Kenny bangs, hurry up. I go to the backyard and water the violets.I’m not like those two girls because I’m not that pretty. My boobs aren’t as cute. My hair’s just a tuft. I think about theirs. One I can see; the other, just imagine..