Like me, Loretta’s father was much taller than her mother. Loretta herself was several inches shorter than her own rather petite mother. I’d seen ...heir pictures, Loretta resembled her still striking mother a great deal. I wanted to present the woman I loved with a nice Christmas present, but both of us feared blowback. I decided on something that was removable yet romantic. Imitation pearls were the best I could do on my budget. Loretta reacted as though they were cultured pearls from a fine. I was experiencing sensory overload, as these two women were having there way with my body. One thought did enter my mind as the neurons of my brain flashed without direction."This is just the beginning," registered in my brain. " These two could kill me if they're not careful. I'm going crazy, and neither one of them has even touched my cock yet. Shit, I haven't even tried touching one of them."I struggled with the thoughts of asking them to stop and telling them to continue. I don't know how. You'd be shocked if you could see into my mind.”Even though she had known Cindy her whole life, Deana believed her cousin. She wanted to hear some of those shocking secrets. Could Cindy have wanted her own brother to make love to her? “Thank you, thank you so much for listening to me and saying what you said. You know how my dad is.”“I do,” Cindy said with a hard edge in her tone. “Candy isn't that way, though. You can trust her...more than you think. I promise.”Deana wondered if Cindy knew how. Mid-morning I called Tricia's phone and got her voice mail. I left amessage that I would like to see her tonight if possible, and asked her tocall me back.At lunch time Tricia called me back and I agreed to come to her housetonight at 6pm.I sailed through the afternoon, feeling like I was walking on air. I justcouldn't wait to see Tricia.I arrived at Tricia's house at 6pm and she welcomed me in. She told methat her friend Marcy, also a Tgirl would be joining us later.Tricia said she was.