Christina started giggling as well knowing what I had felt. We continued playing switching to barbies, never speaking of what happened ever again. Lit...le did she know she had sparked a curiousity in me, and I would never be the same innocent little girl ever again. Later that night during my bath I got the idea to lay on my back, legs spread letting the water flow down onto my little hairless mound. I laid back and closed my eyes focusing on that tickly tingling sensation radiating from my. I set up the tent over a tarp that I'd brought. There was a picnic table where I set up the kitchen, while the girls made the bed. Rhonda had a queen-sized air mattress that she used to lay out in her pool, and she'd brought it to give us some cushion to sleep on. They had been huffing and puffing while I put up the tent. We had some chairs that we set by the fire pit, and I rode over and bought some firewood, and more ice. It was just after two, and I was starving, so we ate lunch.We said. Well, since my less than wonderful visit with my daughter—she was that whether she wanted to be or not—I had heard not a single word from her or anybody else about anything whatsoever. One had to love it.I decided to not go to their Christmas soirée. The food would undoubtedly be first rate, but apart from that it would end up being just another “so what” bit of nonsense. I didn’t cotton to again being just some kind of holiday ornament just so that the bad guys could feel better about. Brian gets strange, too, and he has consented to this, more than a little. Just ask him if you doubt me! You’re the one who wanted me to be not only faithful, but chaste, while you had lovers, so don’t even get me started now! What happened to being civil? Still too busy trying to hurt me because I wouldn’t be your cuckold? Do we really have to do this in front of the girls, or do you not care about what Amanda asked us?” I was ready for a mic drop if I had a microphone on me, but I didn’t.“And.