)Kylie and Stephen waited in silence as the automated message repeateditself. When the message began repeating for the third time Stephan began topace...speaking into the phone as she did so, "Yes Pop, I'm fine. A bitshaken, fuck who wouldn't be, but fine."There was a murmuring from the phone which meant that the person on theother end was saying something. But what it was Stephen's Grandpa was sayingKylie couldn't make out."I don't know Pop..." Stephen stopped pacing and with her free hand. After breakfast and cleanup, they both went to get dressed.Hugh had the distinct pleasure of dressing for the first time with one of his new outfits. Plain white nylon bra, pantyhose, short half-slip, lacy camisole, cream blouse, fitted business suit with a wool skirt, and black high-heeled pumps. Erin looked at Hugh, and whistled."Wow, that Fenway of yours does incredible work. I've never looked so sophisticated in my entire life!"Hugh blushed at the praise, fidgeting a little in the clasp of. I was wondering how she would get things started again or if she would backout or be nervous with a camera rolling. She was already totally naked and sucking cock when I walked in. I suspect that if I had wanted to change my mind it might not have mattered because she wasn't about to stop. She said later she had always wanted two or three guys but all her other boyfriends always wanted a threesome with another girl and when I suggested a guy it was HER idea to get him to bring the long cock. She wasn’t there.I looked around in consternation; I hadn’t expected her to have gone, it had only been maybe fifteen minutes in real time. I moved to the back porch and peered through the windows but I couldn’t see her. The O’Conner’s house was two stories tall, so it was possible she was upstairs.This presented me with the first twinge of unease, the irony of which didn’t escape my notice. While I had been willing to use their daughter as a prop for my sexual gratification, I balked at.