"."Mom's busy chatting with her friends as is the rest of the cast and the only way anyone will find out is if you tell them." OK, but you better find...a box to stand on."I stand six foot one and she was maybe five foot two. Shawna only smiled and bade me to have a seat and pointed to an old wooden chair. She did a slow pirouette and informed me that this was the outfit that I had failed to notice on opening night. It was black silk pleated mini-skirt, black silk blouse, a black leather vest and. I heard the saddle bags thump onto the rock, and then scraping sounds that I imagined were things being taken out of them. I had no idea what that could be, and began to get interested in this game. I heard two thumps that I couldn't identify, and some rustling sounds. There was the snap of a sheet being whipped in the wind, which was very odd, but just as that happened she said "Don't peek!" so I stayed where I was.I'll be honest. I did open my eyes. I hoped the shadows would give me some. And I loved it. I craved it. I was aroused and ashamed and confused and desired and wanted to be filled- and all at the same time. I was experiencing a cocktail of emotions that he discarded with each thrust. My eyes almost in the back of my head, my screams muffled by the cushion I clamped down on so tightly just moments before. He was thrusting and grunting. Grunting and thrusting. His thrusts getting deeper and his grunts getting louder. I knew it was his turn to cum, and I would have. She started. Either she thought I was asleep or she was dozing when I touched her nipple."Ok, Jackie. What next?" Lunch?" Not what I meant. What's next for us?" I will be visiting you more often than in the past. We will be enjoying each other on a more intimate level and Dad's birthday will never be the same again." You are Ok with this?" I've loved you all my life. If we hadn't done what we did without knowing who we were doing I probably would never have tasted you again in my life. Now that.