I checked the mirror. I was covered. I looked sexy and sweet. Now the hard part. What would dad and Lily think? I walked out of the great room. Lily and Dad were on the couch. A fire in the fireplace. Dad was in his cutoff sweats and T-shirt. Lily was cuddled up next to him. I again felt she was on my territory and immediately felt bad that I felt that way. She was in a white camisole and tap pants. The tap pants were low on her hips and slit up the sides almost all the way. The camisole came down about 2" from her navel. She was showing a lot of skin. She looked like a lingerie model. I was a little annoyed that she looked so good.
Lily saw me first.
"Oh, there you are. Those look really cute on you. Do you like them?"
"Umm, they're comfortable," I said.
"Good," she said. Then she ask
