It was short only going down to my thigh I was also wearing black and white socks that went up to my knee the top of my dress had a nice small v that ...howed off my newly formed b – cup breasts, the doorbell rang and I heard sally walk in saying hi to my dad as she made her way to my room, sally was a cheerleader barging into my room spinning to show off her costume she was wearing a sports bra and a skirt even though she didn’t quite have her boobs yet, she grabbed my hand and bag and hurried. I know I’m not supposed to. I know you’re my mom and that it’s awful. I know you probably don’t love me the same, because you know now, for sure, that I’m a freak. I know that—“ “Brendon, haven’t you listened to me? Love doesn’t have such limitations. I either love you or I don’t. And I do.” She looked down at him intently, into his eyes, and wiped a tear from his ruddy, flushed cheeks. “Could you love me the way I love you?” he asked, but with the fear and trepidation he felt welling up and. "Jamie has one nearly identical, show it to your dad Jamie" he stated/ordered as if it was perfectly normal for a father and his daughter to share this kind of information. She looked at him as if to question the need. His look became cross and she immediately pulled the necklace out from between her breast so it was exposed for anyone to see. Now both she and I were red faced. Thank goodness for the low lighting in the pub.Anthony continued "So Jamie, why didn't you tell me you dad's wife was. Then I suggested to jean to stripe and show our friend what you look like naked so she stood up slowly removing her shirt, and tossed it on couch. Showing us her white bra and her perky tits she possessed then she stepped out of her shorts she was wearing also letting us know she wasn’t wearing any panties . She got on the bed with her legs open, I laid beside her wrapped my arms around her neck and stated making out with her kissing her taking my hands feeling her ass. Then I suggested to.