history or art museums. Right, are you ready, your father should be waiting for us?” “Can I go for a pee first, all that activity around my pussy made me want to go.” I was quite nervous as we walked into the posh restaurant. I felt so out of place but the Maître D acted like it happened every day. Daddy’s face was a picture. He was lost for words for a couple of seconds then he said, “Lucy, where are your clothes, you can’t come in here like that.” “Yes she can, I do it all the time and I’ve given instructions that Lucy can go anywhere in the hotel undressed like that. Besides, her dress hasn’t come back from the cleaners yet. Now, before we sort out tomorrow let’s order.” It was weird sitting in posh restaurant without any clothes on, even more so because no one seemed to notice that I hadn’t got any clothes on. Even the waiter who took our order ignored the fact that there were 2 naked females at the table. Once ordered, daddy and Carrie discussed my accident and Carrie thanked daddy for not making an issue of it. I’m sure that daddy liked Carrie because his eyes seemed to be glued to her chest. Anyway, it was agreed that daddy would go off on his own and that Carrie would look after me for the day. That suited me as I never was a big fan of history or art. After dinner Carrie went off to attend to some business and daddy and I went to the bar. Daddy had a whiskey while I had a fruit juice. My naked body attracted a few stares which seemed to displease daddy and we were soon on our way up to our room. When we went to bed, daddy didn’t put a pillow between us and I snuggled up to him. “Remember daddy,” I said, “What happens in London, stays in London.” “Not going to happen Lucy, this morning was a mistake that isn’t going to be repeated.” “Yes daddy.” I replied, then turned my back to him and waggled my bare butt to him. “Stop that Lucy.”
history or art museums. Right, are you ready, your father should be waiting for us?” “Can I go for a pee first, all that activity around my pussy made me want to go.” I was quite nervous as we walked into the posh restaurant. I felt so out of place but the Maître D acted like it happened every day. Daddy’s face was a picture. He was lost for words for a couple of seconds then he said, “Lucy, where are your clothes, you can’t come in here like that.” “Yes she can, I do it all the time and I’ve given instructions that Lucy can go anywhere in the hotel undressed like that. Besides, her dress hasn’t come back from the cleaners yet. Now, before we sort out tomorrow let’s order.” It was weird sitting in posh restaurant without any clothes on, even more so because no one seemed to notice that I hadn’t got any clothes on. Even the waiter who took our order ignored the fact that there were 2 naked females at the table. Once ordered, daddy and Carrie discussed my accident and Carrie thanked daddy for not making an issue of it. I’m sure that daddy liked Carrie because his eyes seemed to be glued to her chest. Anyway, it was agreed that daddy would go off on his own and that Carrie would look after me for the day. That suited me as I never was a big fan of history or art. After dinner Carrie went off to attend to some business and daddy and I went to the bar. Daddy had a whiskey while I had a fruit juice. My naked body attracted a few stares which seemed to displease daddy and we were soon on our way up to our room. When we went to bed, daddy didn’t put a pillow between us and I snuggled up to him. “Remember daddy,” I said, “What happens in London, stays in London.” “Not going to happen Lucy, this morning was a mistake that isn’t going to be repeated.” “Yes daddy.” I replied, then turned my back to him and waggled my bare butt to him. “Stop that Lucy.”
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