This is also no longer a fetish, but a way of life. The feeling of wearing it doesn't excite me (well, sometimes it does), because I just feel good in...nylons. You can also find my statement on this.2. I like to wear leggings. I don't think it's perverse either. As early as the 17th century, men wore leggings or tights to show what they had to offer. Only today's society rejects it, although I have to ask myself why is that so?3. My preference for women's sandals. I very much like to see. You’re not even listening to me are you?”.“What? Look you’re stood in the way, sit down” I say, finally looking at him.“Aren’t you meant to be attached?” he says, looking where I’m staring again “not sure Amy would be pleased if she knew you were busy ogling women”.By the time I look back at the girl she is busy talking to her friends again, her legs much to my annoyance are crossed again, her leg bouncing away u*********sly. I decide Adam is right I should probably pay attention to my. A Teddy bear?I moved and felt something tugging at my chest. Breasts? I opened myeyes slowly and saw the broad smile of a pretty redhead just in front ofmy face."Wake up, pretty girl."In a flash everything from last night came back. Oh, my god, so itwasn't a dream!I sat up and looked down at myself. Through strands of blonde hair I sawtwo perky breasts beneath black satin pyjamas. Oh wow!The redhead (Gabrielle, I remembered in a flash) told me to shower andto meet her downstairs. I got out of. Jennifer wanted to get fucked by my Dad, and I could see it in her eyes, but she wasn’t doing anything like blackmailing us to get my Dad fuck her first. She could have done that. “Dad, Can Jennifer join us?” I asked not being rude to my best friend who was so kind to keep this big secret. Dad looked at Jennifer, any men would have said, “Yes,” to that naked hot girl sitting right next to us. Jennifer looked at Dad with pretty eyes. “As you girls wish,” my Dad replied pretending he wasn’t very.