You liking my taste in clothes is important to me. I now know that I amnot showing too much skin yet at the same time not covering up too much.You saw... it as a young woman expressing herself and that is why you arehip dad. You are true to yourself while allowing others do the same sodon't sell yourself short.You not following me into my room when I needed privacy was not a signof cowardice, it was a sign of courage, You gave me the space I neededso I could handle you seeing the real me. Most. She started down the pathway towards the large pond, tall grass shielding her from any prying eyes that might glimpse her pale form sneaking away in the night. Excitement thrummed through her body as she caught sight of the soft grass around the lake –the soft grass which she’d laid on with her lover only the night before. He’d promised to be back this night to take her away, as the full moon lit their way to the future. She shivered as she remembered the night before, his fingers sliding. I could smell her sweat tinged with a hint of worn out perfume. She leaned over and said I didn’t have to help her. She said she was sorry to intrude on my day. I silently blessed for doing just that. I cleaned her sc****d knee and put a dressing on it. My penis was erect as I touched her naked skin. I glanced up her thighs to the bunched up shorts between her legs, then looked away quickly. She stood up and was close to me as I cast a furtive look at her small breasts under the thin material. Wendy’s response was flustered but she gathered herself enough to say yes, and invited the man into her home. Before he stepped into the house he turned and gave a thumbs up a colleague in the delivery van cab. The cab opened and a second young athletic black man jumped down. Both had a front zipped overalls on. The taller of the men had unzipped his to the waist revealing a toned torso, we was sweating slightly and the overall was stuck to his back. The 2nd was shorter but thicker set, his.