Chapter 33 Bathrobe Mornings:>4

• She rolled over and stretched her legs out on the bed. I couldn't read her expression, but when she said "fucking" my eyes went involuntarily to her panty clad pussy. I could see a wisp of light brown hair poking out of one side. I'm sure she noticed me looking, but I tore my eyes away as fast as possible. Her expression was hard to read.
• "No baby," I lied, "I think you're beautiful, but the truth is that I've always just thought of both of you as my little girls. What Honey and I did this morning was a surprise, and not something I planned or thought would happen."
• "I'm not sure I believe you." Heather said. Smart girl.