" Chrissie broke the long silence. "I've been running away, haven't I?" You said it, but what from?" I ... it's ... hard to believe Tom ... really lov...es me. No. That's not it. I'm sure he does. I can't believe I deserve him. I can't believe he can accept what I've done..." Does he know? How much does he know?" Oh, I told him everything when we first ... you know. Then, this time, I told him I'd slept with one of the other musicians." So ... is there any reason why you feel he might think poorly. A black lace bra, black silk panties with a lace trim, black sheer stockings with a lace trim, and a black garter belt. He finished off his look with the long blonde wig he had found. He knew he forgot something, and he quickly remembered what as he walked back to the walk in closet an put on a pair of black high heels. As he turned around, he spotted something he never had before, a big pink box in the corner. He carried the box out of the closest and laid it on the bed, excited to see if his. I let it fall open and showed daddy my legs and pussy for reals. And I watched him look at me, although neither one of us said anything. But he was looking at my bare, naked pussy! And I’m pretty sure his hand moved in his lap this time. My dad was turned on.”“So, the following week, he fucked you.”“No, but that next weeknight when mom was out, I went to bed early. I just wore pajama tops and panties to bed and hoped dad would drop by. I left my door open, although that’s not entirely unusual.. " Um, the stuff with Mom, you know?"I looked at him. He was nervous, even blushing a little. I moved a little closer. Reached over and touched his shoulder, ran my hand down his side to his hip."Yeah." I really liked it, you know?"I laughed."Ben, you're supposed to like it. She wants you to like it." What about you, Dad?"I thought for a moment."Ben, remember last year? I told you it was our job to love your mother and Frances, to protect them, but we didn't own them?" Yeah." Well, that's your.