" Why daddy? Why can't you use the electronic thermometer?" Because baby, this one, although old fashioned, is still more accurate. It may be a little... uncomfortable but I'll get a better reading."With one last pouty look at him I rolled over onto my side. I felt my father reach under my nightie and start to lower my panties. I lifted up a little to help him. When my panties were just below my butt cheeks he stopped. I felt his gloved fingers on the cheeks of my butt separating them. I felt the. Funny thing, though, we were all naked, and with visible signs of just having had sex. I found this stimulating, as I poured myself a drink, and looked for a place to lean against, and join the conversation, which was, amazingly, about such banal topics as k**s, family, vacations, even home repair. Jess came into the room, found an empty spot on a couch in the den area, and sat down, still wrapped in her kimono and heels. The look on her face hadn’t changed.After many minutes of less than. The electric oven/range/microwave was stacked next to the refrigerator, which was a top of the line 'side by side' model.Next to the laundry room was the pantry, and then kitchen. In the living room I had a large wall mounted HD-TV, which could split view to the security cameras if I so desired. A couch and two easy chairs, supplied the seating.There was a den, which was also a library. A master bedroom, connecting to the master bath, completed the first floor portion.The second floor had two. " Benito and everyone around them heard, "Gracias Benito por su preocupación y apoyo. Honrar me demasiado aunque. Yo soy sólo un profesor."Benito proceeded to introduce Jim to many of the others present. They pressed forward to shake his hand with a high degree of respect. Benito introduced him to each one by first name. Jim would shake their hand, gather their history in his mind, and greet them by full name and add a word of comfort or advice that pertained to their own history. There were a.