Looking out the window at her brothers, it was now to remember the older brothers as boys, now they had grown into young men. Iain was 17 and the image of Daddy. Chris was 15 and growing up fast. Both boys lived at home. Daddy wanted it that way. He wanted his kids close by him all the time. Keri-Anne called to the boys to come to supper. They dutifully left the football and walked toward the backdoor. They had always been obedient, polite boys but with an air of mischief. As Iain walked in, he slapped Keri-Anne on the backside and ran into the kitchen. Keri-Anne ran after him, catching up to him at the fridge. She reached up and ruffled his blond curly hair. He grinned at her and leaned down to kiss her cheek. Chris walked up behind her and kissed her other cheek. Keri-Anne felt flush. The boys had always been very affectionate, but she was shy and it made her uncomfortable. Her blushing face was too irresistible for the boys, so they both kissed her again. Keri-Anne shooed them away to go wash their hands.

"Daddy will be home on a few minutes. Go get yourselves decent for the dinner table." Both of her brothers wandered off to wash up.

Keri-Anne was humming softly, filling dishes with the evening's meal. She was an excellent cook. The aroma of the upcoming dinner filled the kitchen. "Smells wonderful, Keri-Anne." Daddy had walked into the kitchen and had quietly stole up behind his beautiful daughter. She turned and kissed him to welcome him home. His lips lightly touched hers and he put his arm around her waist. "How was your day?" Keri-Anne sat a plate in front of her father as he took his place at the table. "It was great. Everything has gone so well today. I have all my homeworkwork done and the house is clean too." He smiled approval at the sparkling clean home. "You work so hard to make a nice home for us all. I am very proud of you. And I haven't forgotten your special day. I have a birthday surprise for you later." Keri-Anne smiled at her Daddy. He never forgot a birthday. He was the greatest Daddy in the world.

Her Daddy stepped back and admired his daughter. She was a pretty girl, barely five foot with long natural light blonde hair that hung to her waist, wide green eyes which gave her a childish, innocent looking face. She had perky breasts now pushing the fabric at the white school uniform blouse. Her nipples could not be completely hid under her bra and blouse. A short pleated gray skirt, white knee socks, and shoes completed her school uniform. ......(cont)