‘Stepford children’ is what I heard as I was leaving the room.Running behind me she asked, “After your meeting, can we talk?”“About, what?�... I asked, knowing full well what she wanted to talk about.“About ... the pool.”“That’ll have to wait a couple of hours, OK?”“OK, Wichie.”She did it again—Wichie. The countdown begins, 120 minutes till ... what?After going to my humble abode behind the main house, I went in and dropped my towel and my Speedo and walked naked towards my closet to pick out what. Schmidt. Dad’s already gone to his office. May I help you with something?”Fred Schmidt had never turned down a chance to get between any woman’s legs. He had seduced his wife before their marriage. Then when he found out about the trick his wife was trying to play in order to get pregnant, he talked Wilma into letting him do her too. Now here was this young reincarnation of Wilma in her robe. At a glance he could tell she had no bra on and he would lay odds that she had no nickers on either.. “Robbery,” I replied.“I know it!” Liz answered. I watched her as she shook her butt lasciviously on her way to the fridge. She bent at the waist to grab a beer from the bottom shelf.She pulled the back of her panties downward slightly when she saw I was looking before arising and touching the cold bottle to each of her bare nipples.She took a seat on my lap when she returned and put her arm around my neck.“You can touch my knee but no higher,” she said. “The bouncer here is a real jerk.”I put. 'I was the one supposed to pass you the message they were all going out so did not need a baby sitter' he said grinning.'Could you phone your parents and say there was a problem and that you needed to sleep over to look after the daughter. Would they be suspicious? We could ignore the time then.'Kelli thought for a moment, 'it would be great not to have to worry about the time, I don't see there should be any problem, I'll call her.''I will go back to my room, I don't want to upset the pattern.