I knew as I walked down the platform, where my father waited for me, if I raised my arms to embrace him, my pert posterior with be on show, that's how...short my hemline was, so when he came into view, a sudden rush ran through my body, emanating from my pussy.I pushed the ticket through the exit barrier and ran to him, and felt his arms go around my waist. Ever conscious of my nakedness beneath the few clothes I was wearing, I returned his affection somewhat limply.I the car he asked me if I was. I soon had the suspender belt on. It looked just like Mrs T's, pretty, black with satin at the top of the straps. I slid the stockings up my legs, one at a time and very slowly, for they were very fine, 15 denier I should think, tan in colour and without seams or lace tops. Basic tan stockings really but finer and longer than usual. The panties went on next, French knickers, lots of lace around the legs and a thin elastic waistband. They fitted me well, though rather larger than I would have. There were three women, they looked like all the other college students on the island, on a big, big blanket spread out on the sand in a kind of valley between some big dunes. The first woman, had long, light blonde hair and medium pale skin. She was wearing a pair of denim cutoffs, and a thin cotton blouse. Normal clothes, like Amy and I wear. She was kind of slim, but had big breasts. The second woman had blonde hair too, but darker, a lot like mine, but cut very short, like a boy's. She was. I took a nap in the morning and then went over to Millersville to workout at Pro Train’s gym. I spent the afternoon working ahead in the business management course I was talking on-line for the fall semester.A stampede of small feet thundered into the family room where I was studying a few minutes after five, when Mom came home from work.“Daddy ... Daddy ... where were you last night?” Connor demanded as he half hugged and half tackled me.“Did you do a sleepover?” Noah added, grinning from ear.