’ Becky said. ‘Oh thank you Becky, you’re a lifesaver!’ I said, much relieved. Ok that crisis had been averted. I could go off to work knowing...my girls were being looked after. The next morning I got the girls up early, telling them that they were going to have a new friend come over and watch them while I was gone. They were a little disappointed that their friend Lisa was the one to watch them, but excited to meet someone new. About a quarter to seven the doorbell rang and I answered it. I. "I was hot and uncomfortable, Daddy" my sister answered sweetly. Dad shrugged. "Well, I have some good news and some bad news, which do you want to hear first?" "Uh oh. Probably the bad news" I said. "Well the bad news is that your mother won't be home from the office until midnight, so it looks like we will have to cook ourselves dinner." We both groaned. "And the good news?" "James and Alisha are coming home for the weekend."This put me in a good mood for the rest of the night, as I think it. (By the way, I failed to mention that Nicolettewas wearing knee high black leather boots, a blackleather vest, and a black leather skirt. She had onsheer black stockings, a black garter belt, and blackpanties underneath. No bra. She looked fabulous, andearlier many of the dancers had commented on how muchthey liked how she looked.)I neglected to hook the door when we entered the booth,and sure enough, SURPRISE! Someone opened the door, sawus, and immediately shut the door and went into thebooth. "Indeed Professor Peter, I am still a virgin for you, Sir".I first take some shots of the sexy sight for the collection of cunnies for the site of my Spanking School in internet.I find out she so far only allows herself to masturbate to her favourite fantasy of becoming a fuck-toy for a fine fellow.I guess correctly that all she knows is from her investigations in the internet, reading my sexy stories convinced her.I let her dwell there and tell me how she fancies to be taken during her daring.