When she was called downstairs for dinner, her parents told her that they were going to take her to a certain institute tomorrow. She got scared, but ...er mom explained that it was going to be only a short session, and that they were going to try a completely new approach to her behavior. Apparently Dr. Grabowski had suggested this place, and they had a treatment method, which might seem a little unorthodox, but had helped many young girls with similar issues. That was all they were willing to. In actuality, Bo Peep's lower body was so sperm-drenched that particular day, she had decided to wash it off. It felt a little icky when it dried and flaked.But she didn't tell Pappa that, of course. Instead, in her innocent way, she described how she divested herself of her clothing, and had waded stark naked in the stream, splashing cool water on her velvety white skin.Well, she didn't say her skin was velvety white. She just said she waded in the stream naked. Pappa Peep's own imagination. " I finally found my voice as I shook my head.Her next move surprised me as she simply started undoing the upper buttons of my dress, finally stopping when it was opened to at least the level of my nipples. She pulled the sides open a little, watching my cleavage, such as it was. My shock increased when she slipped a hand in the opening and found my nipple on that side. She squeezed it for a moment, then rolled it a bit. When it was fully erect and very hard, she did the same with the other. ”“The question is do you like me?”“I like what I see.”“Really,” pressed the father of three as he loosened in light-blue patterned tie.“Yeah! You know we were making eye contact at the house,” Casey reminded him.“We were.”“Why?”“I’m not used to seeing someone that looks like you around here.”“How so?”“Let’s just say you’re uh…well…stylish.”“Ha,” laughed Casey. “That’s one way to put it.”“I mean it, Casey,” Russell reassured him.“Oh, I believe you. I’m quite ‘stylish’,” Casey made air quotes as.