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

Taking a seat, James and I are soon deep in a discussion about computers, Jane is reading 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 pressed to my chest listening to my heart beat 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, quickly finishing her own, Katy is quickly poaching the fruit from my plate, and a scuffle ensues.

” Well, it looks like I’ve discovered tonight’s dishwashers,” Jane observes.

Katy sighs considerably and sulks at her mom.

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

Katy starts in on the dishes, as the sink fills Katy gets that look on her face which I have actually learned to associate with devilry and I discover myself with a face complete of suds. Undaunted Katy scoops up another handful of flicks and suds them in my face, another crack, this one just licking her where her pants are tightest.

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Suddenly her hands are totally free and gathering another cup of water she clears it over my head.

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

” Oops!” Katy laughs.

Quickly we wash 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 range over teabags. After finishing the drinks we bring two each into the lounge and distributing them take our seats.

” The kitchen area tidy?” asks Jane.

Katy giggles and I reply, “Yes, though I’m a little wet.” while casting an accusing look in Katy’s instructions.

” Well, you should not combat in the kitchen.”

” She started it.” I accuse.

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

” She did,” I admit sheepishly.

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

Katy starts to pout, but quickly goes back to warm smiles, when I use, “I’ll help her, after all, I’m the one putting you all to this difficulty.” Jane tries to say that it’s no trouble, however I firmly insist. We grab a lantern and decrease to the caravan with the bedclothes. By now the rain has stopped however we can hear water entering the usually dry creek bed that runs through the plot in between the O’Conner’s and my uncle’s location, Katy informs me that it won’t be down before morning. We squelch through the mud to the van and leave our footwear in a box just inside the door.

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 personal 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 giggling ball trying to prevent my hands, I then run my hands over her arse and cup the soft mound between her legs, as my fingers push up into her vulva her body snaps straight and traps my hand in between her thighs, I wiggle my fingers against her precious little slit for a couple of second, feeling her juices dampen the sheet.

As her breathing accelerates I pull my hand free and state, “Come on get out of there, we’ve got to get this bed made if you want to see Happy Days.” Katy quickly scrambles out and helps 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 starts to giggle.

I move round to where Katy is turning through the pages and look over her shoulder. I slip the magazine back under the bed mattress and we finish making the bed.

We return to your home and Jane observes, “It took you enough time.”

” Yeah, she was about as handy as a kitten when you’re attempting to sort balls of wool. I would have been better off alone.” We then take our put on the couch and calm down to watch Happy Days on the TELEVISION, which is running a vehicle battery.

After the show, Jane sends Katy off to have a shower and James and I talk computers. Fifteen minutes later Katy pads approximately the entrance with a towel about her shoulders and asks some inane and meaningless concern while allowing the towel to open in front, revealing her plump little pussy.

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” GO and put some clothing on this instantaneous girl,” orders Jane with a smile. Katy turns pushes her half-concealed bottom out at us and wiggles it backward and forward before sashaying back to the bathroom.

James just rummages and laughs in a cabinet under the bookshelves, pulling out a photo album he scans it to a certain page then commends 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 yard of their old home, initially, there is Katy looking just like any other little woman in a brief yellow summer frock, next she is flexing over and her dress is brought up until it hardly hides her crotch, the 3rd shows her with her dres’ half inside out concealing her face and absolutely nothing else, the forth has her taking a seat with her legs apart, a pained/surprised look on her face her gown still above her waist and all her charms on display screen. In the last, she has clearly simply ended up rearranging her dress and on her face is an expression consisting of a mixture of embarrassment (more for muffing her program, than revealing her muff) and a wicked grin.

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

Katy snatches the album from my hand and stalks over to the cupboard where she thrusts it in and slams the door. Unexpectedly she takes a flying leap at her daddy and sitting astride his knees tries to tickle him, he lets her for a couple of seconds then taking both her hands in one of his usages the other to tickle her armpits and belly unmercifully up until she yells with laughter. She gradually recuperates her composure then looks down at herself.

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