I played a fast-paced Flamenco Star CD on the living room stereo then pranced around my circuit in self-induced delirium, dropping 8 or 9 pairs of pan...yhose on the banister. I was really hustling along to Gypsy’s Dancing Rumba. Fast runway prances through the dinning room and living room flailed her keys out from between my thighs, just as I saw Louise peeking through the banister! With her head slightly tilted and that one eyebrow. I was in a state of shock, did I hear right!!he told me to take off my swimsuit, I started to hesitate, but their dad was gettng angrier and he shouted at me. I started to sob as I did as I was told.I pulled my straps down off my shoulders and pulled my top down, both Thomas and Daniel grinned as they saw my boobs, my nippled were rock hard as I was feeling the cold, there Dad still had a face of fury. I pulled my top down , exposing my belly button. I paused hoping he would not make me go any. Not the other way around. Dominatrix that she had been.I had not noticed I'd been looking into her eyes until she smiled nervously and raised her hands to cover up her breast. Attempting to scoot away. I let her. Stopping her at this point would probably end me in prison. The fifteen year old girl had all the power, at this point. And intelligent as she was, she'd probably just now realized it."I'm sorry.. Saira, I didn't mean t--" Shut up, Dad," she cut me off immediately and swung her fist. They didn't hold me in like I would have liked, but what the hell, I was no spring chicken anyway. Most of my garter belts I could still use, they were adjustable and I still had a good collection of stockings. Both hubby and I had preferred them to pantyhose and thigh highs anyway, although I wore pantyhose to work. I decided to replace those garments I could no longer use or want, with similar ones in more vibrant styles and colors. I had decided I had to get back out into the dating game.