“You didn’t say how late it was before you got to your campsite. If Glenda and I ever get to go with you guys, we might not make it that far in on...e day.”Dessie smiled at Glenda. “Oh, it was well before dark when we got there, and even so, we had not pushed at all. There’s no real reason to go farther the first day. We can easily make the falls area in another day.”“We should be able to,” Phillip corrected. “Remember, we haven’t actually gone all the way. We did check the falls area out with our. It would also be perfect for a birthdaypresent the next day. She'd have to mention it to her folks that night sincethey got home at 5 and the park didn't close until 10.After enjoying the coaster, slides and more, she was ready to head home.She often wished that she wasn't the small one in the family. That whenshe noticed something new was added to the park. The man was dressedlike a wizard but the place he operated out of looked like a ticket booth."Hello, young lady." The man said as he waved. They were adjustable from placing the person's arms across their body to holding them below and under, out of the way. There was also a support for the head that would allow it to be positioned left, right, center, or tilted up or back. Finally, the whole contraption was on a pedestal that would allow the table to be adjusted with foot pedals for height and head/foot tilt. It was obvious that a great deal of attention had been given to the comfort of the person on the table, but it still looked. She just laughed about it, but at fifteen I was very impressionable.Then a couple of months ago my stepmother started bending over in front of me or reaching up high so that her shirt would ride up high enough to show me her pussy and ass cheeks. I noticed that she did it more often when dad wasn’t around but she did it in front of him too. He would look at me, laugh, and then he would slap her ass.Last month she saw me in the bathroom brushing my teeth and she came in. She dropped the shirt.