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

Taking a seat, James and I are soon deep in a conversation 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 pushed to my chest listening to my heartbeat and the rumble as I talk.

A little over an hour later on supper is ready and we take a seat in the kitchen area to a scrumptious meal. Desert is tinned fruit and ice cream, quickly completing her own, Katy is soon poaching the fruit from my plate, and a scuffle takes place.

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

Katy sighs drastically and sulks at her mom.

Not long after, dessert ended up, Jane gets up and tosses a tea towel in my direction. “We’ll have a cup of tea in the lounge when you are completed.”

Katy starts in on the dishes, as the sink fills Katy gets that search her face which I have actually discovered to relate to devilry and I find myself with a face filled with suds. Twirling the tea towel, I strike back with a crack in the direction of her behind. Undaunted Katy scoops up another handful of flicks and suds them in my face, another fracture, this one simply licking her where her trousers are tightest. Katy squeals 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 upend her over the sink threatening to soak her.

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Unexpectedly her hands are free and gathering another cup of water she empties it over my head.

” The mop’s next to the refrigerator,” Jane’s voice inserts from the other space.

” Oops!” Katy laughs.

Rapidly we clean the meals and put them away. Taking the mop I clean up the water from the floor while Katy pours 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 cooking area clean?” asks Jane.

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

” Well, you shouldn’t battle in the kitchen.”

” She started it.” I implicate.

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

” She did,” I confess sheepishly.

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

Jane attempts to say that it’s no problem, however I firmly insist. By now the rain has stopped however we can hear water rushing in the generally 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 early morning.

Looking at where I’m to sleep I see that even here the inequality dominates, Jimmy has the double bed at the back of the van with a personal privacy drape 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 prevent my hands, I then run my hands over her arse and cup the soft mound in between her legs, as my fingers press up into her vulva her body snaps straight and traps my hand between her thighs, I wiggle my fingers against her precious little slit for a few 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 desire to view Happy Days.” Katy quickly scrambles out and helps me to correct the sheet, she starts to tuck her side in and as she gets to the head end stops briefly and reaches even more under the 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 laugh.

I move round to where Katy is flipping through the pages and look over her shoulder. I slip the publication back under the bed mattress and we end up making the bed.

We return to your house and Jane observes, “It took you long enough.”

” Yeah, she had to do with as valuable as a kitty when you’re trying to arrange balls of wool. I would have been much better off alone.” We then take our places on the sofa and settle to view Happy Days on the TV, which is running a cars and truck battery.

After the show, Jane sends out Katy off to have a shower and James and I talk computers. Fifteen minutes later on Katy pads approximately the doorway 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 clothes on this instant girl,” orders Jane with a smile. Katy turns presses her half-concealed bottom out at us and wiggles it back and forth prior to sashaying back to the bathroom.

James simply rummages and chuckles in a cupboard under the bookshelves, taking out a image album he flips through it to a certain page then commends me stating, “She’s constantly been a little exhibitionist, I took these last year prior to we moved here.”

Taking a look at the album I see a photo series of Katy attempting to do a cartwheel on the front lawn of their old home, first, there is Katy looking just like any other little lady in a brief yellow summertime frock, next she is flexing over and her gown is brought up until 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 taking a seat with her legs apart, a pained/surprised look on her face her gown still above her waist and all her appeals on screen. In the last, she has obviously just ended up reorganizing her gown and on her face is an expression making up a mixture of shame (more for muffing her show, than showing her muff) and a wicked grin.

Simply then Katy comes back, this time wearing a long T-shirt and underwears, she sees the album in my lap. “Oh, papa!

Katy snatches the album from my hand and stalks over to the cabinet where she thrusts it in and slams the door. All of a sudden 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 stomach unmercifully until she screams with laughter. She gradually recuperates her composure then looks down at herself.

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