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

Taking a seat, James and I are quickly deep in a discussion about computer systems, 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 heart beat and the rumble as I talk.

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

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

Katy sighs dramatically and pouts at her mom.

Soon after, dessert completed, Jane gets up and tosses a tea towel in my direction. “We’ll have a cup of tea in the lounge when you are ended up.”

Katy starts in on the meals, as the sink fills Katy gets that look on her face which I have actually discovered to relate to devilry and I discover myself with a face full of suds. Twirling the tea towel, I retaliate with a fracture 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 pants are tightest. Katy squeals scoop up a cup of water and soak the front of my t-shirt. Pinning her arms I connect them behind her back with the towel and overthrow her over the sink threatening to soak her.

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Unexpectedly her hands are complimentary 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 giggles.

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 ending up the beverages we bring two each into the lounge and distributing them take our seats.

” The cooking area tidy?” asks Jane.

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

” Well, you shouldn’t battle in the cooking area.”

” She began it.” I implicate.

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

” She did,” I confess sheepishly.

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

Jane tries to say that it’s no problem, but I firmly insist. By now the rain has actually stopped however we can hear water hurrying 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 won’t 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 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 attempting to avoid 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 between her thighs, I wiggle my fingers versus her valuable little slit for a few 2nd, feeling her juices dampen the sheet.

Then as her breathing quickens I pull my hand free and say, “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 even more under the bed mattress.

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

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

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

” Yeah, she had to do with as useful as a kitten when you’re trying to arrange balls of wool. I would have been much better off alone.” We then take our put on the couch and settle to view Happy Days on the TELEVISION, which is running off a vehicle battery.

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

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” GO and put some clothing on this instantaneous young lady,” 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 just searches and laughs in a cabinet under the bookshelves, taking out a image album he scans it to a particular page then hands it to me stating, “She’s constantly been a little exhibitionist, I took these last year right before we moved here.”

Looking at the album I see a image series of Katy trying to do a cartwheel on the front yard of their old house, first, there is Katy looking much like any other little lady in a short yellow summertime frock, next she is bending over and her dress is brought up till it barely hides her crotch, the third shows her with her dres’ half inside out hiding her face and absolutely nothing else, the forth has her sitting down with her legs apart, a pained/surprised look on her face her dress still above her waist and all her charms on display. In the last, she has actually undoubtedly simply completed rearranging her gown and on her face is an expression making up a mix of humiliation (more for muffing her program, than showing her muff) and a wicked smile.

Simply then Katy comes back, this time wearing a long T-shirt and undies, 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 father and sitting astride his knees attempts 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 underarms and stomach unmercifully until she shouts with laughter. She gradually recovers her composure then looks down at herself.

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