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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 vegetables are rapidly prepared and set to roast in the juices of the beef already cooking. Tossing another couple of pieces of wood in the firebox, we go back to the living room.

Sitting down, James and I are soon 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 dinner is ready and we take a seat in the kitchen area to a tasty meal. Desert is tinned fruit and ice cream, quickly completing her own, Katy is soon poaching the fruit from my plate, and a scuffle ensues.

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

Katy sighs considerably and pouts at her mom.

Soon after, dessert ended up, 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 begins in on the dishes, as the sink fills Katy gets that appearance on her face which I have learned to associate with devilry and I discover myself with a face complete of suds. Undaunted Katy scoops up another handful of suds and flicks them in my face, another fracture, this one simply licking her where her trousers are tightest.

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Suddenly 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 wash the dishes and put them away. Then 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 completing the drinks we bring 2 each into the lounge and dispersing them take our seats.

” The kitchen area tidy?” asks Jane.

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

” Well, you shouldn’t combat in the kitchen area.”

” She began it.” I implicate.

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

” She did,” I admit sheepishly.

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

Jane tries to say that it’s no difficulty, but I insist. By now the rain has stopped but we can hear water rushing in the generally dry creek bed that runs through the plot between the O’Conner’s and my uncle’s place, Katy informs me that it won’t be down before morning.

Looking at where I’m to sleep I see that even here the inequality prevails, Jimmy has the double bed at the back 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 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 couple of second, feeling her juices dampen the sheet.

Then 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 wish to watch Happy Days.” Katy quickly scrambles out and helps me to align the sheet, she begins 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 mattress and opens it, she looks then blushes and starts to giggle.

‘ Oh,’ I believe, ‘I wager I know what that is.’ I move round to where Katy is flipping through the pages and examine her shoulder. Yep, a parade of beavers. I pluck it from her hand and state, “It does not take that long to make a bed you understand, if we don’t rush your mum’s going to come searching for us and you don’t really desire her to see you reading that do you?” 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 sort 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 program, 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 entrance with a towel about her shoulders and asks some inane and pointless question while permitting the towel to open in front, revealing her plump little pussy.

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

James simply chuckles and rummages in a cupboard under the bookshelves, taking out a picture album he browses it to a certain page then commends me stating, “She’s always been a little exhibitionist, I took these in 2015 prior to we moved here.”

Looking at the album I see a image series of Katy trying to do a cartwheel on the front lawn of their old home, first, there is Katy looking similar to any other little lady in a brief yellow summertime frock, next she is bending over and her dress is brought up until it hardly conceals 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 search her face her dress still above her waist and all her charms on display. In the last, she has obviously just finished reorganizing her dress and on her face is an expression comprising a mixture of embarrassment (more for muffing her program, than revealing 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, father! You didn’t! You did!” and her face turns beet red.

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 dad 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 armpits and stomach unmercifully until she yells with laughter. She gradually recovers her composure then looks down at herself.

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