Frankly, it bugged you to see your daughter of eighteen years old walk out of the house like she was a common hooker. If you pulled up her skirt you c...uld clearly see those prude white panties underneath. A way of pretending that she was someone she was not was by wearing those granny panties. How dare she fuck around with the neighborhood boys… how dare she soil your good name.You stare at the television while your hand is submerged deeply into the Cheetos bowl. You fish around and grab some,. Wavy blonde hair and blue eyes, cute perky tits and a very curvy firm ass, no stretch marks or wrinkles anywhere and she stayed nicely tanned in the Summer. After we had settled into our camp spot and met the neighbors we headed out walking towards the pits, then we saw a beautiful old Norton motorcycle parked next to a Triumph and another older BSA, we love the old British iron and we had a Norton Commando at home. So we stopped to talk to the three guys, they were in their early 20's, they. We can all thank Tom for that. Now if we could only find someone to bang the tramp out of your sister," Mom teased.It was Jan's turn to whine. "I'm young, Mom. I'm supposed to be sampling life. I'm only 23. I'm in no hurry."Mom shrugged. "I don't understand you girls these days. Sampling life. Just don't sample too much, or you'll chase away every decent man for a hundred miles all around."The knock on the door came, and Jan and Mom left. Mom had to take her seat down front, and it was Jan's. “Musicians shouldn’t get romantically involved,” he thought to himself. Just then, a limerick popped into his head. A musician while playing a dance Saw a woman he thought he’d romance. She turned out to be So ultra-clingy That he wished he’d kept it in his pants. Terry chuckled to himself, and might have laughed out loud, if the front wheels hadn’t suddenly hit the edge of a ground hog hole. He snapped back to reality and managed to hit the kill switch as he jumped off the tractor.