I hurt for her.“Wait here and I’ll be back in a few minutes. Don’tmove, Jenna.”I left the room and returned to find Kaelyn sit...tingcalmly on the edge of the bed, still fully clothed.She looked at me defiantly, and I turned around,closing the door behind me. I never spoke a word toher.When I opened the door to my room, Jenna quickly movedback into the position I had left her in. I asked herif she had moved. She started to deny it, but didn’t.I locked the door again. She admitted she had never thought this would happened, and that she loved being outside at the same time as me. I admitted that I enjoyed seeing her sunbathe and really admired her body and willingness to put it on display the way she does. She laughed once again and said she often times could see my erection while cutting grass, but she had no idea what really laid beneath my shorts. With that we crashed together on her bed. Her hand on my penis, and my hand on her pubic mound. We. Catherine was duly introduced to Claire, but Catherine was much more reserved. At this, John appeared from the kitchen, while Claire took his place cooking, leaving John to face his daughters, but leaving the door ajar to catch the conversation.“Good God, Dad!” exclaimed daughter Clare. “Your face!”“Is this what was in the papers?” asked Catherine, wincing at his facial bruising.“What was in the papers?” cried Clare. “Who’s attacked you Dad?”John was about to water down the story but Catherine. As the blazer came off it exposed a pink plain bra. She folded up her blazer and put it in the bag. She covered her chest with her arms. The cold air was arousing her, much to her own embarrassment. She gulped and slowly pulled her jeans down to her ankles and kicked them off before folding them and putting them in her bag. Her panties were now out the open. These were no normal panties though since these were her favorite. It was embarrassing that she still had favorite panties but they were.