He gave one box to my father. Father checked the thing inside the box and took out. That was plastic dick like structure.Father: “No, Take it back. ...We are not selling these types of things of our shop.” Sales Person: “Don’t worry Sir, Please keep it on your shop for one week only. If this item will not sell then I will take it back.”Father was not ready to keep that item on our shop. But I have seen that thing first time in my life so I want father to be agreed. They were arguing. But at last. One of the kitchen's lower cabinet doors was open and Brooke was bent over on all fours with her head inside while she dug around back there, perhaps pretending to search for something. While she did this, she was wriggling her ass quite suggestively in my direction.I smirked. This was so like Brooke to greet me in this fashion. She was probably pretending not to have heard us come in, deliberately teasing me with this view. And as I stared at my sister's perky, perfect ass in those skintight. I didn't mind, as it allowed me to pretend, in my mind atleast, that I was the woman of the house. Dad helped out of course, buthe left most things to me. Now he wants me to tell him how I felt, andwhy I was dressed as a girl. The terror I felt last night returned,softer, still nagging at me, yet dad just sat there, waiting, and therewas no place for me to run. If I denied what he had seen with his owntwo eyes he would know I was lying, because he had seen me last night,and he also knew that I. I’m sorry to bother you but I didn’t know what to do. Maybe I could call a locksmith or something,’ I blurted out all in one breath. ‘Of course, come in,’ he said, ushering me into the living room. ‘I’ll get you a towel,’ he added. I watched him walk out of the room, almost voyeuristically observing his well-defined back muscles as he moved. I have never fantasized about interracial sex but Ron’s naked torso was having an effect on me. Maybe it was because I was sitting there almost naked or.