Dear Diary: Last night I was at a Rock Festival. Great bands. Great musicians. Particularly one of them. Turned out to be a great fuck, too. And nice. He gave me an electronic keyboard and said he would teach me to play it. Today I'm putting it together. I don't realize that at some point my step-son came in. I must have been a show. As usual when I'm home, I don't wear a bra. I like loose tops. I like short skirts. They bring out my best asset:s never-ending long, slim legs. And my cute ass. When I turn around to get something to drink, my step-son is standing there, trying to hide his hard ... Show more