"So you want to learn about boys?"She glanced at me, shyly. "Um, yeah." Well one of the first things you need to know is that boys can't take being te...ased," I said. "They want to get into your pretty little pants, and don't want to wait. So if you don't want to let them, its not a good idea to invite them back to your house!"Leanne was blushing furiously. "I know, I'm sorry," she stammered. "I was silly. Thank you for coming to my rescue yesterday!"She finally looked up at my face, and I could. " I said."Well it happens. You can do stuff to mix it up, but over time I think it's inevitable." She sighed again. "At least I get to live vicariously through you." She finished with smirk. "What was with him calling you Ann? I've never heard anybody call you Ann before."I blushed. "That's our codeword. If he calls me Ann, and I respond by calling him Sir, then the game is afoot." Really? That's an interesting way to handle it. So this is a full-time thing? Not just in the bedroom?" She. She made for the exit, picking up speed as she approached the exit. She dared not raise her head as she squeeze past the cashier and ran as fast as she could the moment she left the building. Her heart was throbbing from the intensive excitement. This was her first shoplift.The door was wide open when Peggy returned. Michelle was seated on the same armchair while Michael was nowhere to be seen. Peggy handed over her trophy proudly and tried to explain for the missing second set, however. Candy turned towards me still full of life. "Let me wash that Daddy" as she reached for the bar of soap. I was carried into a dream.I stood there in the cascading spray while Candy washed my entire body with soap. I was totally relaxed, even my dick was relaxed.We finished up our shower together. It would be a moment in time that I would always remember. Fucking my daughters ass in the shower. Now that is something a dad just can't brag about, except as an anonymous writer on an adult.