The air was permeated with mouth watering smells. “Alexis, Jackson is home,” She called up the stairs, seating me on a stool. She went to...the oven, talking excitedly. Footsteps descended the stairs behind me. “Welcome home Jackson,” Alexis said quietly behind me. I turned, expecting to see the chubby, pimple faced girl I remembered. Instead, I was looking at a beautiful twenty year old woman. Her blue-grey eyes, beautiful without her glasses, looked out of a smooth, pretty. . in fact, she was smiling at him. Maybe she liked being ogled thought Peter, hopefully. In which case, he was the man.Perhaps she was even flirting with him a little?Vicky got to her feet. "Listen, I wanna get out of these work clothes. Why don't you fix us both a drink while I go get changed? Mine's a scotch on the rocks." Um yeah, sure Vicks," he mumbled."Then we can have a nice chat ... okay, sweetie?"Sweetie!She strolled out of the lounge under Peter's lustful gaze. Oh jeez, look at her. When I slid in, I was surprised at how good it felt! I hadn'ttaken a bubble bath since I was a little boy but I was sure that itdidn't feel as good as it did now!My skin was tingling and felt as smooth as a pane of glass; especiallymy legs since they didn't have any hair on them. I finished washing inrecord time so that I could lay back and enjoy the feelings I washaving. I didn't understand them but boy, did I like them; I began tothink that I was right in how I teased Jenny and Suzie, girls. "But it was too late, and Alexis had turned back into a cloud of light-blue smoke, and float upstairs to Sophie's bedroom. Sophie tidied up, just as her mother came downstairs."Morning mom..." She said."Morning Sophie. What's wrong? You look sad." Oh ... nothing..." Sophie Swift, I've known you all your life. I know when you're sad." Mom, I'm fine!" Is it about a boy?" No!" Well you know I'm here to talk if you want to." Yes mom, but I don't want to talk." Alright, alright. But you know, I'm.