After we had eaten our meal, Naomi spoke up. “Daddy, could I bring Jasmine out tonight? Please? ” My dad arched an eyebrow before nodding his head... I could see there was a smile tugging his face; I wasn’t so sure why. I just sighed and smiled at Naomi. She smiled back. *** Naomi told me to dress smart casual. I didn’t really ask why or where we were going, I just knew it was going to be fun! I put on a tight, low-cut tee and a short miniskirt. I felt great as the fabric brushed past my legs,. "You're right. We need to eat for the babies," Nancy replied.I walked to the ladder and descended to the ground. Nancy came down beside me, and we went inside. Nancy locked the door behind us as I went to the kitchen and opened the fridge. I pulled out a tub of egg salad Nancy had made the day before, while she got the loaf of wheat bread down. I spooned some of the egg salad onto the bread while Nancy opened the cupboard and pulled out a bag of BBQ chips and put some on the paper plates.. I find that women who hide their feet do not like men to look at them. However this women was in no way hiding her feet. We discussed a variety of subjects, but she then brought up the subject of her feet, maybe because I could not keep my eyes off them. She told me that she never wore shoes inside because she liked the feeling of stocking feet on carpeting. She said it made her feel sexy.I commented that her husband was a lucky man to have a wife who always was in her stocking feet. She said. “She’s a slippery little oriental; I haven’t seen a wetter cunt tonight.”“She’s not a slant eye you dumb shit. Just look at her. She’s got blue eyes,” another voice replied.“Her chart says she’s half slant eye, half white. Either way she’s a seriously fuckable little half breed. I give her cunt a ten.”“A ten? You never give a ten. That must be one hell of a cunt on that hot little piece of ass. Ratings don’t matter anyway on that mutt, you see that sold medallion on her clitty; she’s already.