He placed his drink on the small coffee table in front of the sofa, and gently removed mine from my rather nervous clutching hands. Then he turned to ...me and looked me straight in the eye. His gaze was rather disconcerting, and I was unable to hold eye contact, dropping my view down.His strong fingers came upward and he gently lifted my chin, so I could look again into those piercing, gray, blue eyes.He leant forward and kissed me, gently at first, his thin lips brushed mine, I felt the stubble. “Thought you’d have been in bed by now Dad?”“I’ll not miss out on your final night of freedom sweetheart!”“Dad, not to night I’m to bushed, please!”Toni could see by the look on his face that he was upset, but she really had drained herself at the hen do. “I’m sure you don’t mind missing out just this once?”Okay, I’ll make up for it in the morning; I can see you look tired out” Her father smiled. “I take it you had a good evening then?”“It’s for sure I couldn’t do it every night, yes we had. "What aboutyou?" I asked her. "I don't feel anything special," she replied after holding it for aminute. "What do you feel?" I'm not sure," I say. "But there's definitely something..." Ishrugged and put it out of my mind.Kate said, "Mark, if you're going to wear the Robin costume tomorrow,you really need to start getting ready."I grimaced. I knew what she meant; to wear the Robin costume, I neededto wear tights. That meant I needed to shave my legs. Not that I had aproblem with that, in. She had maintained herself very well. She was very fair, in perfect shape(38-25-38 as I came to know later). Her boobs were firm and in a perfect shape. One by one she wore her cloths and she was ready as usual with all her assets perfectly hidden. I was standing there motionless awestruck by the scene I just had seen. She turned and noticed my presence. My reaction told her everything. She rushed towards me and before I could understand she gave a hard slap on my face. I came to senses..