We live in Cedar City now.Since she is seventeen, there is a second car that used to be moms. She’s been driving dads MG. Her car was a Corolla that... Susan now drives, when necessary. When she turns 18, she gets a car of her own. I guess I get the Corolla when I turn 16.It being mid-July, in Southern Utah, it’s typically in the high 80s low 90s during the day, but cools way down at night sometimes to the low 50s. The reason I’m explaining this is that Susan has decided that she is going to wear. Our son was born almost exactly to the day nine months after that wild night. Bobbie had a few problems with the birth, so I wasn't in the room; Sorry for the problems but I didn't miss being in the room at all, I'm squeamish about stuff like that. Both Bobbie and the baby turned out fine and we had a family. We named the boy "Raymond James"; Ray after my dad and James after the drunken bum that pushed us together that first night.Bobbie got back on her feet pretty quickly after the problems. Knowing Killian stood in the shower stroking his cock just inches away as she undressed, the flood gates between her legs started to crest into her panties. Trista reached behind her and unclasped her matching satin and lace bra. Leaning forward, she shook her tits from her bra. Straightening her arms, the bra fell to the floor on top of her shorts. Cupping her breast gently, she looked herself over in the mirror. Bringing her hands to her hips, she slid her index fingers into either side of. I was stunned. She was as cute as she could be. Not beautiful, her eyes were too big, she had a little ski jump nose. Her lips were curved in a smile that was a hair too wide. She smiled broader and said, ‘9:00. Have a good evening, Rich.’ She turned and walked away. I was aware that there were delightful things that were moving around in the seat of the baggy overalls. I shook my head and looked for the path I had come in on. I yelled, ‘Sally, how do I get out of here?’ Her head appeared.