” My dad said in a direct commanding voice. A second passed as I processed his tone, his request. Then I reached down and lifted up my skirt. I lift...d it up high so he could see all of my panties and waist.I felt like I was trembling as I stood there watching my dad stare right at my panties. My heart pounding as I watched my dad staring at me, looking right at how my panties hugged my pussy as he rubbed his cock. I knew I was blushing and a smile crept onto my face. I turned a slow circle so. “Good. Have a nice drive home, Panty Boy.” And with that she reached into the car, shut off the headlights, and vanished into the darkness—leaving Peter to fumble his way back to the car and drive home wearing nothing but his shoes and her panties.Chapter Forty-FourShe couldn’t get herself to write his name. Chrissy knew what it was, but writing it down, or even just thinking it consciously, was to acknowledge who he wasn’t. If he was just Jane’s friend, then he could also somehow be. More

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