Paul woke up at eight the following morning, feeling refreshed and ready to work. He showered and shaved and breakfasted quickly, and was at his desk before nine. He became immediately absorbed in his work, refusing to allow himself to even glance out the window toward the swimming pool.

Nevertheless, he was instantly aware when the little girl came out of her father's back door. Again he found himself incapable of taking his eyes off her lovely little body.

Instead of the yellow bikini, Lisa today was wearing a very short sun-dress of a thin knit material. There were big circles cut out under the arms, and the dress only came to the tops of her slender thighs. But it was clingy enough to show the gentle curve of her immature breasts.

Paul watched as Lisa dawdled for a moment by the pool. She leaned over and looked into the water, and her short dress inched up in the back, treating Paul to a glimpse of her white nylon panties stretched across the round cheeks of her ass. Then she turned around and walked straight up and knocked on Paul's veranda door.

Paul opened the door for her. "Come in, Lisa," he said. "How did you like Disneyland?"

"Oh. I loved it! I just loved it!" Lisa bubbled. They walked into the kitchen, Lisa bouncing with excitement as she told Paul about her adventures at the amusement park. "I made Daddy take me on all the scary rides, some of them twice! I just loved the jungle ride! Can I have some orange juice?"

Lisa sat on a stool while Paul went to the refrigerator and poured a glass of juices The stool was high, like a bar stool, and when Lisa put her bare heels on the rung, it brought her knees up and her skirt fell away, revealing her white bikini panties.