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As she stood up to go in search of more suitableunderwear for her, Katie let her skirt go to regain her modesty. Fionalooked at her coldly and asked her is she had been given permission tolower her skirt and reluctantly Katie lifted it up again to exposeherself. For some reason, Fi loved the feeling of power this gave her andmaybe more significantly, the way her instructions and actions humiliatedKatie. She may only have been a little girl but it sort of turned Fi on alittle. Taking her time before selecting possibly Katie's frilliest whitelittle girl knickers she once more knelt down in front of her and withouthaving to ask, Katie lifted her feet one by one to allow Fiona to put themon. She pulled them up as far as Katies thighs whilst looking closely atKatie's appendage in front of her. It was tiny, definitely more like ayoung child she thought before covering it with the knickers. Oncesatisfied the fit was perfect, checking the waist and tightness of the legopenings she allowed. It was a good day."They chatted for another minute or two. Lynn said, "want to come in for a cup of coffee? There's a pot on the stove." Uh, no--no thanks," he said, looking a little uncomfortable. "I really should get going." Okay," Lynn said, trying to keep the smile on her face."I'll see you on Wednesday night," he said, and turned back towards his car. She stood watching until the Taurus reached the end of the street and turned left, out of her sight.****************Four months later -- Monday eveningBeth sat at the kitchen table, coloring, while Lynn made dinner. Jason was on the floor doing his favorite wooden jig-saw puzzle for the 500th time. It was a multi-colored clown; it had s*******n pieces."Mommy, do friends hafta kiss?" Beth was looking up at her mother expectantly.Lynn turned to look at her. "I don't know, honey. What do you mean?" Well, I never kiss Artie or Melissa or my friends at school." She made a face. "That would be yucky, kissing Artie!"But we met Daddy's.
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