"June 14th"Oh! Excitement! The Duke has declared July 4th a holiday, as it is his son's birthday. Prince Charles (a worthy enough name, I have no idea...why he would want to use the nickname of Charming), is turning twenty-one, only happens once in a lifetime, and the old man is holding a ball, in the hope of his son choosing a worthy bride.Both of my daughters are going to do their level best to snare him. And, well you never know, maybe he might prefer an older cougar! And then I wouldn't need. I was now spread eagle across the table. I heard them talking about the fact that my pussy wasn’t shaved and they would really prefer it shaved and clean. From the duffle bag came a razor and shaving cream, along with a scissors to cut off my thong. Matt went to the sink and wet a washcloth. They proceeded to clean me up and then applied the shaving cream to my pussy and my ass, taking extra care around my clit, making sure to rub their thumbs over it from time to time. They each took turns. She has an annuity that my father purchased for her, and it pays her somewhere around ten thousand a year. She does part time office work for Harold Gossum, the realtor, and takes home about two hundred a week from that, so that’s another ten thousand a year. Her big expenses are food and medical insurance. The house is paid for and the taxes are only around five hundred a year. So for now I think she’ll get by all right. The uncertainties are how her job will hold up, and what her medical. Our love you sis kisses were getting more and more intense and frequent, so much, so that a couple of times Tammie landed a peck or two on my lips in front of mom. My mom being quite friendly with us just laughed it out saying that we better save if for our hubbies.The best part I liked was bathing with her. Earlier we used to bathe together only once in a while if we were in a rush. Now we did it more often than not. Since mom and dad are both working, they leave for office at their regular.