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“Not only then, though. It happened again when we went down to say good night.”

“Little wonder, Kiersten. You kinda look like Phoebe Cates, but with shorter hair and bigger boobs. You know he could see right up that football jersey of yours, don't you?” Jamie asked.

“You mean he could see me? I thought this shirt was long enough. I sure as hell could see your little coochie, so there's no way he didn't see you,” Kiersten said.

“Maybe, but I didn't notice anything in his lap until you moved and showed him everything of yours. I looked to see if Dad had seen it, and it was obvious he had.”

“His cock looks really long.”

“He says it's not much bigger than average, but what do I know?” Jamie remarked.

“Wait! What? You've actually talked to your father about his penis?” Kiersten gasped.

“Well, yeah. I mean, who else would I talk to about dicks? It's not like I have a mom to ask about this stuff.”

“Yeah, but I could never talk to my father about that. That would just be weird. Especially if I had seen it,” Kiersten said. “What's your Dad's dick look like?”

“I don't know. It looks like a penis, I guess. He's circumcised. He trims. I remember when I first caught him doing that.”

“But Jamie! You've actually seen him cum?”

“Yeah. It's pretty cool,” my daughter said.

“Wow, I've never seen a guy do that,” Kiersten said.

“Have you ever even seen a penis?” Jamie asked. “I mean in real life, like close-up. And not some k** you babysat, a grown man's penis?”

“No.”

“Go look,” my daughter said.

“What?”

“Go look. Dad's been in bed long enough that he's sound asleep by now. If you're quiet, he won't wake up.”

“I can't do that!” Kiersten hissed.

“Yes you can. It's time you grew up, girlfriend. Come on, you're going to get a look at a cock.”

I could hear the girls giggling as they got out of bed. What should I do? I was just wearing pajama bottoms, and I was half hard from listening to them. They tiptoed to my door. “I'm going to turn on the bathroom light so we can see a little better,” Jamie whispered.

“What if he wakes up?” Kiersten whispered.

“Duh. We'll tell him we had to go to the bathroom,”Jamie said.

I closed my eyes, anticipating the light. When it came on, I knew I could be seen pretty clearly from about chest level on down.

“Look, he's lying on his back.” Jamie whispered. It sounded like she was at my doorway.

“Is that a bulge under the sheet?” Kiersten asked.

“It looks like it. Go in and check it out.”

“I can't! What if he wakes up?”

“I don't know. Tell him you heard a noise or something. Now, go on!” my daughter said.

“Come with me, okay?” Kiersten begged. “If he wakes up, we can say we both heard a noise.”