" I thought to myself, as I realized I hadn't known it until this moment.She came around the corner, wearing a t-shirt and some light colored jeans. S...he spoke quietly "Hi there, ummm..." she paused for a moment, before continuing "mom, is it okay if he comes into my room?"Her mother looked me up and down and then nodded approvingly. Dana turned and I followed her into her room. She closed the door behind me and then motioned towards her bed.I sat down on the side of the bed. She straighted. Somebody changed the ruts. Before Kennedy, government made the attempt to deal in a relatively fair manner with the American people, that is relatively. After Kennedy the American people were some times an after-thought if they were thought of at all. Before the Cuban missile crisis, the military supported the president, after wasn't very long for Mr. Kennedy. Up until that point Kennedy seemed to be insulated. After, well the one shooter, one gun and a few bullets doesn't really support the. My mouth was still dry, so I decided to make myself another cup of coffee.I quietly opened my door. I was about to walk into the hallway when I noticed that Ginny hadn`t closed the bathroom door properly. I glanced briefly into the bathroom; the sight that met me was breathtaking. Through the steam I could see Ginny, she was standing in the shower facing away from me, her long slim legs slightly spread, her pert buttocks glistening from her shower gel. I watched mesmerised as she washed her. I tapped the door entered and asked who wanted coffee. The girls all gave me a guilty look with a sly smile. The wife was the first to speak saying "We have just been talking about you". I asked why and without hesitation she added "We were discussing the size of your prick"I was a little embarassed and asked what about it.My wife said the girls would like to see it, and with one swift movement she had pulled down the zip of my pants and her hand was teasing my prick into view for he.