"Stacy loved her T-shirts. She had dozens and was always either spending her allowance on new ones, or more often, playing the Daddy's girl to get my ...ather to buy them for her. The poor sap would be dragged to the mall on Saturday's and spend hours following mum and the brat as they attempted to try on every article of clothing the place possessed.Of its own accord, an image of Stacy trying on some sexy lingerie suddenly popped into my head. I could clearly see her boyish frame in bright red. Then He thought of Zo and grimaced, but said nothing. He wanted to know just what Dana intended if he was asleep. Her footsteps, quiet as they were, were the only noise in the room as they approached his bed. In the near dark of his bedroom, Michael could feel the tension like a thick fog, his own sweat, fear electric on his tongue and the smell of fresh air that had been let in from the door. Then he felt a hand on his shoulder shake him slightly. He stayed still, groaned a bit and kept his. " Fine. Not that it matters. Here, put them on," Janice handed me the offending undergarment.Again, as I slipped the panties on, I felt the delicious thrill of putting on women's underwear - and at my wife's command! It was hopeless, really. By the time the panties were snugly in place, I was already hard."I win!" She shouted."Wait! You said I would have 10 minutes," I demanded."Alright," she said, "but if I'm going to give you 10 minutes to lose your erection, I want something in return." Like. ." Al began."Wait a minute," Caleb said aloud incredulously. "Your children? Are you still treating all the other Companions as your children?" Well, I am their father. By the way, you need to talk to Francisco. He said that Bianca said to get Gabi a Companion, ASAP," Al rebutted Caleb's disbelief stubbornly. "That will be another child," he concluded pointedly."Never mind," Caleb answered in amazement. "It doesn't matter. You can live with whatever fantasies that you want. Were you serious.