She brought hot cocoa packets and a carton of milk. The first thing I’d moved into the trailer was my coffee mugs.“So, Dad,” she began. She was ...using her most mature voice—the voice of reason. “What’s your goal? Are you out to discover yourself? Do you have a quest to see all the states? The National Parks? Old girlfriends?” We laughed. I pulled a bottle of crème de menthe out of the drawer that I’d designated as my liquor cabinet, although there was only a bottle of wine and half a bottle of. Soon we were ready for bed my dad passed out on the sofa and me laying on the hard wooden floor looking at the wall waiting to be tired i soon got bored of this and stood up and picked up my pack of fags and walked to the hall way and put my shoes on i looked at my self in the mirror i was wearing a tight long sleeved top that look good on my slim body i then fixed my hair out my face but it still came down to slap me in the face i then turned around to the front door and made my way out. My face became red in colour and she seems to be Ok. She had a evil smile on her face. She knows her flatmates don’t disturb her and her husband will come after 2 hours. And of course she also knows that I will not complaint to anyone.But see how did she planned it . In couple of seconds she asked “what is it John in your pocket? Why are you keeping tight things in your tight jeans pocket. Put it out and sit properly.” “What the fuck should I say to her ?” And she is looking to my face. I got. Now I am spent and all hot and flustered. I just want to lie back for a while gazing at your gorgeous, soft body. You are so lovely and I am not nearly so embarrassed now. In fact, I'd go through all that tickling again just for another kiss from you :-)K: I'm glad you no longer feel embarrassed. To be truthful, I was only looking for an excuse to see you naked and beautiful!Let me rub cream into your poor bottom, then I'll kiss you wherever you tell me to. But I must kiss you on the lips first.