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Jane sends out Katy out to peel the vegetables for tea and Katy as always, desirous of my company, drags me along. The veggies are quickly prepared and set to roast in the juices of the beef currently cooking. Throwing another couple of pieces of wood in the firebox, we return to the living-room.

Sitting down, James and I are quickly deep in a conversation about computers, Jane reads a book by the light of a hurricane lamp and Katy is keeping my side warm, hugging my hand to her, laying with her ear pushed to my chest listening to my heartbeat and the rumble as I talk.

A little over an hour later on dinner is ready and we take a seat in the kitchen area to a tasty meal. Desert is tinned fruit and ice cream, rapidly finishing her own, Katy is quickly poaching the fruit from my plate, and a scuffle ensues.

” Well, it appears like I’ve found tonight’s dishwashing machines,” Jane observes.

Katy sighs dramatically and sulks at her mom.

Right after, dessert finished, Jane gets up and throws a tea towel in my direction. “We’ll have a cup of tea in the lounge when you are finished.”

Katy starts in on the meals, as the sink fills Katy gets that look on her face which I have actually learned to relate to devilry and I discover myself with a face full of suds. Twirling the tea towel, I retaliate with a crack in the direction of her behind. Undaunted Katy scoops up another handful of flicks and suds them in my face, another crack, this one just licking her where her trousers are tightest. Katy screeches scoop up a cup of water and soak the front of my t-shirt. Pinning her arms I tie them behind her back with the towel and overthrow her over the sink threatening to soak her.

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All of a sudden her hands are free and collecting another cup of water she empties it over my head.

” The mop’s next to the refrigerator,” Jane’s voice interjects from the other room.

” Oops!” Katy laughs.

Quickly we clean the meals and put them away. Taking the mop I clean up the water from the floor while Katy puts water from the kettle boiling on the back of the stove over teabags. After ending up the beverages we bring 2 each into the lounge and dispersing them take our seats.

” The kitchen clean?” asks Jane.

Katy laughs and I respond, “Yes, though I’m a little wet.” while casting an implicating look in Katy’s direction.

” Well, you should not fight in the kitchen area.”

” She started it.” I implicate.

” So, did you have to attempt and complete it?” Jane asks. “Who won anyhow?”

” She did,” I admit sheepishly.

We finish our drinks and Jane leaves the room when she returns she hands Katy a set of sheets, and a pillowcase and says, “Go and change the sheets on Jimmy’s bed.”

Jane tries to state that it’s no trouble, but I firmly insist. By now the rain has stopped however we can hear water rushing in the typically dry creek bed that runs through the plot in between the O’Conner’s and my uncle’s place, Katy tells me that it will not be down before morning.

Looking at where I’m to sleep I see that even here the inequality dominates, Jimmy has the double bed at the rear of the van with a privacy curtain and Katy is stuck with sleeping on a fold-down bunk at the front next to the door. Katy curls up into a laughing ball trying to avoid my hands, I then run my hands over her arse and cup the soft mound in between her legs, as my fingers push up into her vulva her body snaps straight and traps my hand between her thighs, I wiggle my fingers versus her valuable little slit for a couple of second, feeling her juices moisten the sheet.

As her breathing accelerates I pull my hand totally free and state, “Come on get out of there, we’ve got to get this bed made if you want to view Happy Days.” Katy rapidly scrambles out and assists me to straighten the sheet, she starts to tuck her side in and as she gets to the head end stops briefly and reaches further under the bed mattress.

” What’s this?” she pulls a publication and asks without a cover from under the mattress and opens it, she looks then blushes and begins to giggle.

‘ Oh,’ I believe, ‘I wager I know what that is.’ I move round to where Katy is flipping through the pages and look over her shoulder. Yep, a parade of beavers. I pluck it from her hand and say, “It doesn’t take that long to make a bed you understand, if we do not hurry up your mum’s going to come trying to find us and you do not truly desire her to see you checking out that do you?” I slip the magazine back under the bed mattress and we complete making the bed.

We go back to your house and Jane observes, “It took you enough time.”

” Yeah, she had to do with as practical as a kittycat when you’re attempting to arrange balls of wool. I would have been better off alone.” We then take our places on the couch and settle down to watch Happy Days on the TELEVISION, which is running a vehicle battery.

After the program, Jane sends Katy off to have a shower and James and I talk computer systems. Fifteen minutes later Katy pads approximately the entrance with a towel about her shoulders and asks some inane and pointless question while enabling the towel to open in front, exposing her plump little pussy.

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” GO and put some clothes on this instantaneous young lady,” orders Jane with a smile. Katy turns presses her half-concealed bottom out at us and wiggles it backward and forward before sashaying back to the restroom.

James just chuckles and searches in a cupboard under the bookshelves, pulling out a photo album he scans it to a certain page then hands it to me saying, “She’s constantly been a little exhibitionist, I took these last year just before we moved here.”

Looking at the album I see a picture series of Katy trying to do a cartwheel on the front lawn of their old home, first, there is Katy looking much like any other little woman in a short yellow summer frock, next she is bending over and her dress is brought up till it hardly conceals her crotch, the 3rd shows her with her dres’ half inside out concealing her face and absolutely nothing else, the forth has her sitting down with her legs apart, a pained/surprised look on her face her gown still above her waist and all her charms on display. In the last, she has actually clearly just ended up rearranging her dress and on her face is an expression making up a mixture of humiliation (more for muffing her program, than revealing her muff) and a wicked smile.

Simply then Katy returns, this time using a long T-shirt and underwears, she sees the album in my lap. “Oh, father! You didn’t! You did!” and her face turns beet red.

“Well it persuaded you to wear your knickers didn’t it?” states James, “At least a bit more often.” Katy snatches the album from my hand and stalks over to the cupboard where she thrusts it in and knocks the door. Suddenly she takes a flying leap at her dad and sitting astride his knees attempts to tickle him, he lets her for a number of seconds then taking both her hands in one of his uses the other to tickle her armpits and stubborn belly unmercifully till she yells with laughter. He launches her and she collapses to the floor with her T-shirt above her waist and her knickers twisted so that they reveal one arse cheek and one side of her pussy. She gradually recuperates her composure then looks down at herself.

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