Date: Tue, 19 Nov 2019 13:00:18 +0100 From: wise owl Subject: The Life and Times of Natural Noodle (part ten) for bisexual/adult-youth Reader Note: This is a love story pure and simple. A loving tribute to a dad from his son. If this offends you- and by that I mean male sexuality in all its fullness, if you are not of legal age, then please do not read this. If you have comments, please email me at wiseoldowl@gmx.com Please give to Nifty, your support keeps it going! Please read the chapters in the following directory prior to reading this: www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/watching-daddy/ And read all sections of this directory in order, thank you. The Life and Times of Natural Noodle Part Ten: Dear loyal readers, you can well imagine my predicament. Daddy was slightly tipsy, feeling no pain and chatty as hell. I wanted more! Mum was usually late coming back since she often chatted to the others at the meeting after it broke up and so I had to just enjoy this for as long as I could. Dare I say, I jumped up-leaving those socked delights I cherished and made daddy another drink. The more he sipped, the more he just talked. He never lied or held back to me, the liquor was just a way to really crank wide the doors of the past and let him re-live each moment vividly and without any reservations. Now with a new drink poised in his manly hand and his head back...we could carry on. I sat cross-legged by the footstool and carried on rubbing those moist socked feet as he cleared his throat and drank so more. I smelled his socks with every chance I could, leaning in and inhaling. It made the retelling of his golden youth all the richer. His first year at school sprang to life in my head, his little cherubic face and his lanky barely 4 foot tall budding athletic body danced before my eyes, as did his "natural noodle" in all its glory. The 1930's were a time of innocent explorations and naked adventures for my dear daddy...and the amount of tales from his "olden days" seemed endless to me. Thank goodness I began to write them down...they were too precious to forget! "Daddy, come on, tell me. You said you were torn as to what to do next. What plans clashed? I begged rubbing those feet like mad. My young "stiff" friend hidden in my trousers throbbed along with each rub...loving the tales daddy told and the rich details, so vivid! "Well, Tony, Mmmm...let me see." He said, his blue eyes shut and his reddish blonde hair a bit more tousled as the night went on. His moustache twitched as he sipped more of his strong "Tony-made" concoction. "The very next thing after my playtime adventures of that day was after school. Rosie had a test to study for, which she hated, and she insisted I amuse myself for a few hours before coming home. "Go visit the Clarity's, see how Mrs. Clarity is getting on with your footie outfit." She said bustling on toward our house and her sturdy ass swinging in her school dress with each step. "Don't be too late, papa will have ten fits!" She called back at me as her dark haired head vanished off down the road. I meandered off toward the beloved Clarity home and was just about to cross onto their property when I heard a distant call. I swore it was my name. "Reeeegggie". Long and drawn out like. I looked over to the woodsy side of the road opposite the Clarity home and it was just a mass of very overgrown weeds and trees....very thick woods for many acres. All new houses now but back then...just scrub land and fun to play hide and seek in. I heard the almost ghost-like calling of my name again and knew it was coming from inside the wood. I put my few school books down inside the Clarity's gate and walked over the dirt road and into the dark woods. The sun filtered thru the trees here and there and since it was still only early Autumn, it looked very pretty with many leaves making a canopy above. I walked on my small school shoe-clad feet well into the woods. It was familiar to me, I'd known it well for all of my very young life. I heard other children playing off toward another direction but did not hear my name again. I was turning to leave when I heard a rustling sound, a giggle and then...a rock crashed into my school sweater vest's back. The thick woolly vest protected my skin as well as my school shirt. But it still smarted. "Ouch, who did that? Come out!" I shouted although my legs felt wobbly with fear. I was alone and my feet began to sweat in my school socks again...just as they always did when I was nervous or overly excited. Another sharp rock came from off behind a little group of overgrown shrubs and hit my cheek. This time, it drew blood. It made a scrap right along my right cheek and really stung. The shock of this attack made me begin to cry. I was only a school beginner and my big sister Rosie was now well into her homework in her bedroom. I felt very alone. "Cry baby. Cry baby. Boooo-hoooo." Called a mimic-like voice, high pitched and nasty. I wiped my tears, I put my hands on my slender hips and marched on shaking feet toward the bushes and shrubs where I knew the devils or devil was hiding who had just cut my face open. I heard running feet. More than one devil! They laughed. I heard two boys, I was sure and I had a sinking feeling that one was Teddy, Franny's wicked little brother. A year older and smaller than me...skinny and naughty...nasty. But he was Franny's brother and I did not want her to hate me. I loved her, in a boyish fantasy way. And so I called out. "Teddy I knew it's you. Get out and face me." Now I knew daddy was brave and I had to interject. "Wow, daddy, you were younger than him and he had a buddy. You were so brave. You must have been feeling very "Natural Noodle" the super hero." I said all this rubbing and loving my daddy's feet with pure admiration. "Tony, I was shaking in my school shoes. Who knew who he had with him?" And daddy carried on. "I shouted out. "Teddy, you rotten beast!" And I trudged away, back to the Clarity house. My cheek still sore and a few drops of blood running from the cut. But Tony, I was not really as upset as I appeared. I actually wanted some mothering that Mrs. Clarity was so very good at. I grabbed my books and darted up the front path of the house and rapped at the big old door. The door swung wide and the older couple greeted me with big smiles, their grey haired heads towering over me. Then shrewd Mrs. Clarity noticed my cut cheek and grabbed me into her arms and scooped me into the house. My feet were plopped down on the front room carpet and both older folks looked me over. I cried more, which seemed rather appropriate and Mrs. Clarity knelt low and held me to her lovely cleavage-laden chest. I melted in between those two large fleshy pillows and wondered what a baby suckling there would experience. I let my tears flow as she wiped at my cheek with a damp cloth Mr. Clarity had produced while I snuggled. I let my small hand rest upon the skin of her exposed cleavage, her dress neck V-cut was so inviting and my fingers lay on the soft skin at edge of her left breast. She just rocked me and I loved it. Tony, even at that tender age, I loved to nuzzle boobs! (When daddy said this-I knew the drinks I made were strong!) The couple sweetly quizzed me about my injury and I explained that I knew who'd thrown the rock, but I would not tell. I was going to keep at it until I sorted out the culprit myself and I knew I'd have to be "Natural Noodle" and really challenge the rogue or rogues with my budding prowess and skills! I knew they might hurt me, but it thrilled me to think of myself as a naked avenger who could apprehend the wrong doer. But I would have to keep all this a secret, even from Franny! I was sure it was Teddy...I just had to play it cool. I wanted to confront Teddy, alone, and just see what happened. I would win him over, somehow. Mr. Clarity reached around my small body and tickled my tummy thru my school sweater vest and shirt. I giggled and stopped my crying. He grabbed me and held me tight. His white beard tickling my cleaned off cheek but still making my cut sting a wee bit. His wife watched with happy amusement. "Rosie has to study and she told me to amuse myself for a few hours. I came here. I wanted to see my footie gear again. Are my shorts and shirt ready?" I asked looking with my little blue eyes toward the angel-lady herself. "Noodle, give me at least a few days. Not too long, I promise. But you can put your socks and football boots on again but don't walk on the hard floor...only the carpet." She said smiling. "And he can play out back behind the house with the ball, too...if he wants and be all natural." Mr. Clarity added with his eyes twinkling delightfully and giving me another tummy tickle. "I knew you'd say that!" I added tickling him back on his chest. "Let's get you all natural, dear Noodle." He said kissing my forehead and Mrs. Clarity joined the fun by taking my hand and pulling me to the couch. She pushed me gently down on my bottom and my two school shoes popped up toward her nylon clad knees, just below her dress hem. She knelt forward to aid me. I was still not very good at shoes in general. "Shoes first, then socks!" She said helping me undo my shoe laces. "I'll get the footie boots and socks and the ball from the closet." Mr. Clarity added as he moved off toward the front hall. "We wadded up some cotton wool up inside each at the toes so you'll fit the boots better, Noodle. Come on, now the socks." She said with excitement as my school shoes flew off my sweaty small grey wool socked feet and hit the carpet with a thud. The aroma of my youthful day-at-school sweaty socks filled the room and I knew she did not mind. "I love getting natural with you and Mr. Clarity, I really do." I sang out with my reddish blonde head bouncing to and fro as I pulled the itchy long socks off my pink moist feet. As the last sock popped free, Mrs. Clarity bent her grey haired head low, grabbed my slender bare foot and kissed my big toe. I giggled like a loon, I loved the attentions of this darling couple. Between Mrs. Clarity's busy long fingers and myself, I was standing up on my small bare feet and yanking my boxer shorts down my lanky legs in no time. "Look Mr. Clarity, it's our very own Natural Noodle!" Mrs. Clarity proclaimed as she folded my school clothes in nice little pile upon the couch. I pranced about naked on my nimble toes and did a rather lopsided summersault for my appreciative audience. "Noodle, save that for outdoors. We have china figurines on the shelf; your little feet might just whack one off." Mr. Clarity reminded me as he handed me the rather too big footie boots and the long, handmade footie socks. He kept the ball, thought I might kick it no doubt! I sat on the carpet and worked on the long football socks and made a good effort pulling on the footie boots, too! What a sight, me naked as could be apart from my footie boots and long socks! Mr. Clarity knelt on his old knees and sorted out the long laces again for me. I decided to share my naked school adventures as he did so. "I have been natural today at school. A few times!" I said proudly, my little face beaming. Mr. Clarity helped me to feet as I stood proudly in just my footie boots and long socks with red knit bands along the calf but folded to fit my smaller legs. The rest of me was a nearly four foot naked wonder! "I bet you did show off your noodle, Noodle!" Mrs. Clarity said as she fondly slapped my little fleshy firm arse just like Rosie did. I explained my little noodle show-times in the boy's toilet and how Mrs. Bigley found me. I also explained how she and Miss Rozell were very taken with me and I would be a football star at school before you knew it. And about the doctor coming to examine all the new beginner's at school and how I was going to show off for him, just like Miss Rozell said I could. Mrs. Clarity lovingly rubbed my slender bare shoulders with her warm long fingers as she spoke. "Oh, dear Doctor Reacher. We know him from church, a friend of ours for years. Oh, Noodle, he'll just love you. He really will. Then I told them about the "natural" self-portrait I drew and how I was supposed to be getting married to this pushy little girl named Fiona and both the Mr and Mrs. Clarity laughed heartily at that. It was at this point I saw the small round freckled face in the living room window, just out by the front door, peeping in with a huge grin and watching me standing naked in just my footie boots and socks! I knew that chubby face with straw blonde short hair so well; it was my dear little Billy. "Look, it's my schoolmate, Billy. He's in the window." I said pointing. Both Mr. and Mrs. Clarity turned and looked at the little face peeping in and the expression had changed to fear and maybe shame. "Go, Noodle, let the poor thing in. He thinks he has done wrong, he may run off." Mr. Clarity urged me and off I thumped, staying on carpets, to the front door in only my long football socks and boots. I pulled the large door open, not easy since I was small and little chubby Billy was just about to dart off down the path. "Billy, come in. Please. I am glad you came." I called. He turned and faced me, and smiled. His little round face beaming. "You are being Natural Noodle, here, with that old couple?" He said almost in shock. "I love to come and play here, naked! Come on, they want you to come in." I urged as he gingerly came into the house. I shut the door and presented my school chum to my dear mentors. Billy kept looking at me and looking at the Clarity's and looking at me...loving me head to toes. He was smitten, Tony, smitten. Billy was shaking. He was nervous. I held his hand. He looked very pleased about that. We stood side by side, me near naked and he still in school clothes. I just a bit taller and built like a budding athlete and him, just all baby fat. "How did you find me?" I asked swinging his hand in mine. He explained he'd followed me from school, saw me go into the woods and hid. He heard other voices and did not want to be bullied by "those nasty boys" who were tossing rocks. He feared for me and waited, saw the blood, cried for me and waited to see if I came out of the house. And then snuck up and peeked in. "I am glad you are safe, Noodle. I saw the blood. Let me see." He said and moved his face to my cheek, his finger lightly pressing the scrape. The act was kindness and purity. He leaned in and kissed me. The Clarity's stood and smiled. I blushed and knew he loved me, Tony; he really had it bad for me. We carried on holding hands. Mrs. Clarity moved over and bent down and kissed his straw blonde hair. "You are a wonderful friend. And both of you just starting school together, how sweet. Stay and play with Noodle and have a snack later." She offered. Billy nodded his agreement- that chubby head bobbing like mad. I moved to show him the outdoors in the back of the house and he giggled. "Natural outdoors here, too?" He asked holding my hand like he owned me. "Oh, yes. Watch me do my football tricks...like this." And I waggled my hips and made my little noodle do a dance for him. Mr. Clarity was letting us out thru the kitchen door and watched with a pride. "Billy, he's a one of a kind. Have fun." "I'm gonna marry him, not that awful Fiona. And I will have Noodle all to myself." Billy boldly said following me out on my heels, watching my little naked arse as I trooped down the old wooden back steps and into the grassy field out back. Those football boots were too big but the cotton wool kept me in them and off I ran, the ball now in my hand. I was ready to show Billy my naked football skills. The "natural noodle" way. Well, Tony, before I could show off my footie skills...I needed a pee. "Come on Billy, let's have a pee by those trees over there." I said pointing and hand and hand we darted over to the trees...my football boots clumping all the way. "The Clarity's don't mind you peeing out back here?" He asked as I bent down and put the ball on the ground. Then I faced a tree of choice, my pee tree. "No, they probably are watching from those windows. They love me being all natural out here." I said waving breezily at the house and Billy just smiled and his eyes so very worshipful. I was so bold! Billy watched as I stood, stroked back my foreskin, and made my stance-legs apart and began to shoot golden warm pee all over the tree bark. The stream went up and down as I raised and lowered my noodle; I made little stripes with my pee. Billy stood right next to me, watching and giggling. The last few drips came out and I waggled my small noodle with my two fingers, my little pink knob still wet and glinting in the afternoon sunrays. We no longer held hands but I felt a small, nervous hand as it lay upon my firm small buttocks, light and tender...shy and needy. I loved it. As we stood and watched me pull my skin back over my noodle, his tender hand rubbed my bare bottom ever so gently...a reassuring and caring sensation filled me. "I like watching you move your noodle skin that way, I wish I could." He said with a wistful tone. I smiled and his cheek was so close, I did what I felt. I kissed him with my lips- just a little peck on his warm cheek. Just a loving act between friends...innocent and pure. He giggled and squeezed his little fingers along my gently fuzzy arse cheek, a pinch...a sign. I flexed my arse muscle and he squeezed even tighter. "You do have strong legs and bottom!" He said marvelling at my youthful sunlit firm bare arse cheeks as I stood next to him, his hand still resting there...justified and allowed! And it was, Tony, it was! I loved being admired, even back then. It felt amazing. And why not, I was rather fit and ahead of the other boys at school, Billy was not misguided in his appreciation of my emerging nimble prowess and athletically built small form! My little love-sick school mate's bolder fingers tickled along my arse crack and we both laughed. I bolted off in my too-big footie boots and grabbed the ball and did some kicks and dribbles all around the back area of the house. I wanted to the Clarity's to see and enjoy my skills too. Chubby little Billy sat up on a fallen tree trunk and just watched my natural naked small body perform my growing footie skills. I must have raced about doing solo training for about 40 minutes. Billy acted like it was church; he just sat transfixed on me and my prowess. I loved it. My noodle and small pouch bouncing about like mad, no wonder he just sat wide-eyed and grinning from ear to ear! The magic ended as I kicked the ball and with it my boot went flying. Billy toddled off to fetch my boot as I hopped about trying not to pop out of my last footie boot which was planted in a rather muddy patch of the back field. My socked foot hovered over the grassy mire and I waited as my Billy lovingly retrieved my boot. "It's all warm and smelly." He said handing it to me. "Here, help me to the tree trunk and let me get it on." I said grabbing his little arm. We made it to the makeshift seat and I plopped down and began to pull the boot on for the trip to the house. Mrs. Clarity saw the boot fly and knew it was time for a snack indoors. Natural me and my little best mate made it to the porch where upon I shed the now muddy boots and tiptoed in on my sweaty long socks and not a stitch more! We sat side by side, Billy nearly on my lap enjoying a few biscuits and lemonade. All homemade, of course. Billy munching, and gazing at my natural body next to his, unabashedly confessed. "I have never eaten with a naked person before." "I am not all naked, look!" I put my moist socked foot high in the air. That got a laugh from us all. I was a cheeky young thing! "And you, my little Natural Noodle, needs to bathe before Rosie and your Papa see you!" Mr. Clarity pronounced as master of the house. "Goody, I'll help." Billy said grabbing my naked thigh with his fingers under the table with glee. "Oh, no Billy. I think you need to make your way home now. I am sure your mama must be worried. You did not tell her you'd be here, am I right?" Mrs. Clarity added as she stood and moved the snack things away to the counter. "Yes, Ma'am. I would rather stay." He said mournfully holding my hand again. I was so torn, Tony. I wanted Billy to help me in the bath, but I knew the Clarity's made the rules in their home. I wanted to beg for him to help me, but I did not want to offend the dear couple. "You go today Billy. Tell your mama you want to come back and then she'll know where you are...and you can stay all afternoon and see my bath. I'll get extra dirty...promise!" I said gripping his hand with assurance. It was my oath! I was scooped up and into Mr. Clarity's itchy clothed arms again. His big hand around my arse holding me firm so I would not fall. Billy's hand grabbed out at my socked toes as they flew by. I loved the way my naked little form felt all tickly and surrounded by his bigger clothed one. I was being whisked up to the bathroom above for a good old scrub-a-dub. Billy's hand could not hold tight, my sweaty socked toes slid away. The lasting sensation of his small fingers clutching my big toe sent little thrills through me. I wanted to offer him something as I was carried off, "Billy, after winning the match-it's off to the changing room. Just like a real player!" Mrs. Clarity guided Billy out, his face long and sad. I loved him...and he me. Early crushes are potent at any of those tender times. I think it was his total admiration for me that had me hooked, Tony. I vanished up the stairs as I heard the front door close. "He's all yours. Loyal as a friend can be." Mr. Clarity said in my ear as he kissed my cheek. I smiled. "Just like you and Mrs. Clarity, you all love me!" He galloped as fast as he could, which was not very for his age and I was into the bathroom in no time flat! Mrs. Clarity was up behind us. We were soon all watching a steamy hot bath fill the big old footed tub. I leaned against the tub edge while Mr. Clarity pulled my big football socks off, they were rather soiled after my little workout and so were my small bare feet. "In you go, little noodle!" Mr. Clarity said as he lifted my body in and danced about, noodle thrashing...it was rather hot! Mrs. Clarity stood back and did something I shall never forget, Tony. "The last time we bathed you, I got my dress all wet. Today, you shall have to see me in my slip." She said as she undid her simple dress and it fell away- and then stood before us in her hose, slip and rather old fashioned bra. I began to sit down and nearly toppled over. My backside hit the tub bottom with a tender thwack. I could not speak but I was able to fully appreciate her grown-up womanly form as her old bra was very thin and left nothing to the imagination. She slid off her shoes and walked over in her nylon hose clad feet. Mr. Clarity smiled. "It's easier to dry a slip and bra than a whole dress, Noodle." She bent over me and handed me the soap. My eyes right at breast level and my focus on the full nipples I could see thru the tight beige fabric. I took the soap and she kissed my forehead tenderly. Tony, my natural boyish self was full of wonder at the real close-up view of these breasts next to my face. It was not sexual, not yet. Just curious explorations and discoveries. My small wet hand reached up and I cupped her left breast, just the end where the nipple could be seen. The wetness intensified the sheer look and her tight nipple and brown ringed areola became very apparent to me. She was so aware, yet not fussed. Her eyes met mine in a moment of motherly wonderment, me at her lovely breasts and her at my bold hand move. Each of us certain in our actions. She took control and began to wash my dirty feet that lay stretched out before me in the sudsy water. My small hand stayed, felt the beauty of aging flesh and the still firm nipple she sported. I wondered what it would be like to nurse at that very spot, I really did. My hand moved back to the water and she winked up at Mr. Clarity who took it all in from next to the sink basin. "Such a sweetie, our Noodle." She said with pride. Her lovely long fingers worked in and around my small feet, up and along each high arches. I giggled with delight and let her wash me as if we'd always done this. "Wash him good, we don't want Rosie cross." Mr. Clarity sang out from above with that Santa beard waggling about. I lifted up my leg to get it close to Mrs. Clarity's hands. She scrubbed and rubbed...around my knees and up thighs. Oh, it felt glorious. She switched and worked on my chest and neck, even around each ear. All washed and rinsed. My hair was last and rinsed with a jug. "Wash my noodle, please." I begged like a spoiled brat. "You do that yourself, dear Noodle. You know how, go on, show us." Mrs. Clarity said handing me the soap. "I forgot how, you do it." I lied and played dumb. I really wanted her to do it. I knew not why, Tony, but I did. I sat back, handed the soap back to her and smiled. "Please, you do it." My bare toes wiggling in the water. Her loving knowing smile lit the room. "Mr. Clarity will, come on, show him again." She said handing the dripping soap over to his bony fingers. His thin tall body shifting in next to his kneeling elderly wife by the tub edge, both looking down upon the wet, naked me...tittering from head to pink toes with the knowledge I pulled one over on them! I sat there, waiting and hoping for this dear older man to fall for my little trick. My noodle just nearly bobbing near the surface of the soapy water. No, not aroused, just waiting...and wanting the attentions. I loved having Billy touch me as he had done that day, it felt good, I was eager for more. "You little scamp, you do it." The dear old man said handing the bar of soap back into my unwilling fingers. I attempted to pull his big hand down and closer to my noodle using my free hand, but he pulled back. "Come on, you know how Noodle, do it the way we showed you." He said calmly but firmly. Mrs. Clarity, her breasts still at my eye level, nodded her approval and I knew I had to show them. They'd not do it this time. So I soaped up my little fingers and pulled back my extra long foreskin and gave my small noodle a good old wash. I even got some applause. They knew I could do it, they just played along for a few minutes but then I was found out. "Now, do the other bit too!" Mr. Clarity reminded me and I dutifully cleaned my arse and hole with small lanky legs spread-resting my little feet firmly on the tub bottom and the soap now safely in Mrs. Clarity's helpful fingers. They watched with care as my small hand worked in and around with growing skill and independence. They said I was all done and clean as a whistle. And Tony, I was! The drying off was always fun, those four big hands rubbing with towels all over my wiggling body...always a tactile delight. I felt so loved! In no time, I was off dressed back in my school clothes and books in my hand. I walked down the road by the Clarity house; along those woods...I felt eyes on me. I knew I heard giggling in the darkness as the sun was now low in the autumn sky. Tony, I wondered if "they" had watched Billy and I play out back and me....all naked and natural. I knew I'd be back in those woods and facing my demons. I knew it. I rushed along to not upset Rosie, she might be pleased I was bathed...well, knowing her, she might make me have one again with her standing over me. Typical Rosie! And I had to make it up to Billy for being asked to leave before my bath, I had to show him more...and I did. Also I had to keep my injury a mystery from Rosie. She would beat up Teddy if she knew and Franny would be sad, I had to be sly." I stopped my daddy, but kept rubbing those sweating socked feet. "Daddy, you were so brave to want to deal with Teddy and his mean friends alone. Where you really going to be Natural Noodle for them, they did not deserve it!" I said with total feeling and honesty. "Tony, I only knew how to do what I could do. I hated fighting and if being naked and willing to show off for them could win them over, I'd do it. My young mind was made up." My own young stiff member throbbed at daddy's words. He became more heroic moment by moment to me. And he had only just started school, that blew my own young mind! Daddy swallowed more of my potent drink. His tongue so loose- so free. I prayed mum would be ages before interrupting this tale telling of old. "Rosie threw a fit when I stepped before her in the front hall. My feet sweated like sponges inside my school shoes and woollen long socks...she was mad. "What happened to you? Papa will blame me, he will." She screamed as her black hair swished about. "Nothing Ro, I just hit a branch as played in the woods today, it's fine. Don't be mad." I lied and smiled. I put my books up in my room and Rosie followed. Her studying for this test had made her young female hormones all edgy and she was very physical with me. She grabbed me in a bear-hug hold, her breast buds rammed against my cheek. I soon knew she was actually getting boobs like Mrs. Clarity. A long way off, but coming! She cuddled me and rocked me on my bed. Her longer legs wrapped around my shorter ones. "Were you "natural" today, Noodle?" She asked in my ear, nuzzling me. "Yes, Ro, Billy came by and played at the Clarity's and he saw me...lots!" I said but did not want to say too much. I liked keeping my secrets from Rosie. "You smell good; you smell clean....did they give you a bath?" She said almost in breathless excitement. I nuzzled her chest with my cheek and felt those buds. I smiled. "Uh huh, they gave me a really nice bath....and washed my noodle." I said as a little cheeky joker. "Really, did they?" She nearly burst out in full voice; I could feel her heart racing. "No, but I asked them to, they said I needed to do it. And I did. I am very good at it." I said proudly from inside her bear hug. "I know, you little rascal. Did you do any tricks for them, like you do for me?" She asked expectantly. "No, only a wash and moving my skin. But it was fun!" I said moving my small hand up and actually rubbing Ro's left chest bud. She did not move my hand away but made a sound, deep, like a purr of a happy cat. I liked that sound. She held me tighter. I felt very warm, secure, loved. We sort of rolled about on my bed. She was already out of her school clothes and in her house dress. "Let's get you ready for papa. Come on, out of these school clothes." She said grabbing at me now and my happy exploring hand on her chest was thrust aside. And she began a very aggressive stripping of me....very! Ro had that look, her young eyes full of fire. She was hungry and unhinged and had no idea why. Those female hormones just charging thru her. She just had these "mad" moments of physical dominance over me and I just loved it. I loved the way she stripped off my school shoes and long sweaty socks. "Mrs. Clarity kissed my toe." I said lying back on my bed and just enjoying big sister Ro's full attentions. She knelt at the base of my small bed and held one of my little bare feet in her hand. "Oh, yeah, look!" She challenged and put my whole bunch of pink wiggly toes in her wide open mouth and bit- just playfully. "Yummy sweaty Noodle toes!" She said grinning and bit again. I loved it and giggled and hooted. Her dark eyes flashing and glinting in the setting sun of my little room. I hoped papa would not come home too soon, this was Ro's time and I loved every minute of it." So much more to come before mum came home that night! Daddy's memories of his growing up can fill several books! His golden olden days shared in full! Also please enjoy my life memoirs: www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/watching-daddy/ Feel free to write me anytime! Tony aka wiseoldowl@gmx.com