’ I believed her. ‘Did you girls ever keep diaries,’ I asked. ‘We never did.’ They were curious about my question and I told them what their...mother told me. Karen and Kimmy were represented by an attorney that Dad recommended. She specialized representing plaintiffs in financial matters and legal malpractice. Dad wanted me to go with the same attorney since she would be willing to work from the same fee he had already paid. I didn’t see why not. I certainly couldn’t have done worse than I. " Oh gawwwdddd!" screamed his mother frustrated. "Get down Ray, and pleasejust walk into the next room and change while I have a private chat withmy boss. This can not be going down like this." Yes mom," nodded Ray, stepping down and walking over two steps to gethis clothes."Just a moment, Raymond," said Miss Opal. "Are you in Jimmy Choo's,dear?" Jimmy who?" Ray asked puzzled."Sorry," smiled Miss Opal. "The designer, dear?" No, Miss Opal?" said Ray. "I'm in my mother's designs." Really Betsy?. I got a little farther in, but Winn was ready and raised herself up."Say my name if you want to fuck me. Tell me what you want." I looked at Winn, her face red with lust. She was biting her lip and looked a bit shocked at the fantasy she was leading. "I want to hear you call my name when you open me up. Say my name, Daddy Jim-Jim!"Fantasizing about a little girl, no matter how ripe, was very different from role-playing that fantasy. I felt like something in my head came unhinged, leaving me. I noticed immediately how handsome of a guy he was. He didn't dress fancy, jeans and a t-shirt, but they looked great on him! He had dark hair and a medium build. He had very mysterious eyes that I found myself getting lost in. As I diverted my attention back to my husband, I realized both him and my husband noticed my thoughts were somewhere else, I felt my face get red with embarrassment. George suggested a tour of the property after we had a chance to get settled in our room. He led us to.