At the time I had no clue what was going to happen."No, baby. Just go easy on the charges, okay?" Sure thing, Dad. Oh, I hope you don't mind. I've kin...a invited Nikki to spend the weekend. Are you comfortable with that?" Y-y-yeah honey. Not a big deal. I haven't done the grocery shopping yet, but we can always order in." Okay with me, Dad. It'll be fun - a girls' night home," she said, her lips lightly brushing against my ear. "Dad, can you give Nikki a hand with her suitcase and put it in my. I could tell that she was trying to hold back her laughter."So you're remembering some of them, aren't you?" I asked. She nodded and had to look away."That time you went out for the track team and they tied your shoes to the starting blocks was priceless," she laughed. She couldn't hold it back anymore and just erupted in laughter. "You lunged out of the blocks like a fucking rocket. It was so awesome. It was like you were putting everything you had on the line for one shot to be good at. I looked up and smiled, it was Tom. I knew it wouldn’t take him long to find an opportunity. “Oooooo … just when I started thinking I might be lonely.” I stretched my legs out and slightly parted them on the lounge. I winked at him, “I don’t want to be a bother, but that would be helpful.”“No bother at all.” He spoke the words to me, but his eyes never left my crotch where there was a hint of cameltoe.He took my bottle of lotion and knelt at my side. He started on my right foot and spread. Go back to the house and take a shower," she said. "And then screw you silly again!"We bantered back and forth while she finished her wine, and I drank most of the pitcher of water Liz had left. Finally, we opted for the shower.It was later that afternoon, (after she had, in fact, screwed me silly again), when she got out of the bed, and slipped on a robe. Then going to her dressing table, she opened a drawer and pulled out a carved wooden box, about the size of a cigar box. Carrying it with.