When Harriet had finished Grace started to put a thick coating of the cream everywhere. She started at my ankles and started working upwards. My mothe... took a brush and while brushing my hair started pinning it up using Bobbie Pins. She took the blue shower cap and fixed it over my hair when she finished.Grace was very careful when she reached my hip area and covered my buttocks. She asked Harriet to cover the small area of pubic hair I had with ointment. Harriet smiled and did just that. She. She looked at him first out of longing. She could only see the back of him, but his brown hair was as soft and luscious as ever. She could tell just by looking at it. His muscular arms wrapped around her little, yellow sundress. She couldnt make out specific features, but her blonde hair was curled and flowed down past her shoulders. She knew from Facebook that she had blue eyes and a foxy kind of face though. She was sure now that he was having an affair. No one is slutty enough to fuck on. It took a few moments for me to realize it was her sitting there beside me."Run, flee," I whispered, "or I'll hurt you." No, that has passed now and I've promised to do anything you want," she said taking my hand and placing it on her denim covered thigh.I looked up at her and she was oh so very pretty and young, oh so young."Look, it's dangerous for you here," I said looking at her again. "I'm not a nice man."The red mist was fading now, it's colour slowly draining away and for the first time. She was a handful of years younger than her college freshman brother, but she looked good and she knew it. She was five foot four with short blond hair and brown eyes, and a good firm, cheerleader body. Her tits weren’t huge, 34B, but that was perfect for her cheering. They were very well displayed today, in her tight tanktop and sports bra. She leaned back and put on her shades, seeming to relax or even rest. In fact she was looking at her brother. Rick was wearing shorts too, and she wasn’t.