I said out loud, "What would Dad have said?"Would Dad have put a stop to me becoming the woman I saw in front of me?Would he have saved this damsel in... distress."Your Dad was a bimbo all his life, Myl?ne." Dad was a man's man, Mum. He worked in construction." That's precisely the definition of a bimbo, Myl?ne, all muscle and nobrains. Look up the meaning of the word, it was originally used to referto men, not women. He used to come here, too."I thought of Dad watching the various French Maids,. ”Take your extra magazines and drop them in my boat, ” I commanded. ”Then you can walk to your four-wheelers and get out of here. If you give us any problems, we will send these pictures to the press. Do you understand?”He nodded his head and dropped his extra ammo in my boat. Then he sat on his four-wheeler and started the engine. ”What about my gun?” he asked.I released the magazine from his weapon and racked the chambered round from the action. Looking at Sherie, then back at him, I threw. Quickly they both ran over and into the doorway. It was a tight squeeze and they were tight up against each other. They both began to laugh at each other, as even only being in the rain for such a short time they’d still managed to get pretty wet! Noel looked down at Stacey; from his vantage point he couldn’t help but stare down her cleavage. Little droplets of rain were running down her soft, smooth skin and down her ample cleavage, it made him feel quite horny but he was managing to keep it. She became close friend of our family.. Since she lives alone , I often go to her house.. She too likes me..We became so close to each other..Sometimes I eat & sleep at her house itself.. my parents never mistook me or doubted me.. day after day I was getting close to her.. But every time i tried to seduce her she moves away.. she used to wear nighty during sleeping..I used to help her in ironing her clothes , washing her dress , cooking for her.. i did every house work activities ..She always.