. I'm sorry... just.. I'm going." He said quickly and walked fast down the hall way, I heard his bedroom door close. I sighed softly... he liked what ...he saw, he really did. I could see it in his eyes... ***I snuggled up closer to daddy as the movie went off, my eyes heavy, it was midnight, we had a long fun day and the movie was the perfect ending to it. Daddy had let me drink, and I think it was a bit stronger than what he usually let me have. I laid my head on daddy's chest and nearly sat in. As I lay across her my cock was pressing against her nylon covered thighs. She stuffed a pair of pink satin knickers in my face and told me to sniff them as she'd had them on last night. While I breathed in her sexy scent she gently smacked my bottom. It felt good, I'd never had that done before. Ever now and again she would squeeze my bum and run her hand up against my anus which was twitching every time she did it.After a little light spanking she lay back on the bed with legs wide apart and. Andy had been programmed to be my slave Uncle Bert had said. But he also said her natural proclivity as a woman to love a man was directed at me. During this period, I could see her natural side opening up to me, becoming closer. I knew I was falling for her. She fell for me the minute she saw me thanks to Uncle Bert. I really liked Mary, too. I could see why see was his favorite woman. She was something special.I was sitting on the porch enjoying the fine, warmer weather. Uncle Bert had been. I know Italian food from my time in the service. Greek, not so much. We filled our disposable cups and settled in the corner.I had to say something about the outfit Sheila was wearing. It was a dove gray suit, for lack of a better term. The skirt was a modest ¾ length, but came to well above the waist. The top was another of her small buttoned Victorian blouses, in a pale ivory. This one looked genuine, as in 120 years old, and made in England. If it was not antique, it was a very good copy..