” Tabitha’s hand touched my bare thigh. My nightgown hadn’t gone all the way down to my legs beneath the cover. She slid higher, pressing beneat... my gown.My pussy fluttered.“And ... well ... I was wondering ... if you could ... cure my hysterics with your tentacles?”Oh, that sounds wonderful, Merita purred. You’ll love it.I had a feeling I would.I nodded my head. “Gladly. Only ... I don’t know how to make them come out.” I concentrated, pushing down with my pussy, trying to force them out. I. While I was busy admiring Sharon, Mom caught me looking at Sharon’s big breasts and I immediately got busy taking off my T-shirt and blue jeans and within seconds I was in shorts and enjoying the cool breeze against my sixteen-year-old body.With that done, all three of us hit the water for a bit of swim. After fifteen or twenty minutes, we came out and sat down on our towels.“Let’s get rid of these things,” said Sharon to Mom moving her hand toward the back of her red bra.Mother darted her. ‘Hello, David.’ I greeted, trying to be as cheerful as possible, but the documents I had to go over and check with a fine tooth comb set me in a bad mood. Jerome handed them to me fifteen minutes before I was slated to go home. That was at five, now it was eight twenty-three. ‘Mom? Why are you at work still?’ He asked obviously on a cell phone, the line crackled and popped and rife with blasts of static. ‘You don’t want me to explain.’ I warned, and sighed. ‘I guess you missed dinner before. “Well… what do you mean by the ‘deep end?’” “I just want to do something experimental, you know? All my friends have at least one story of a spontaneous threesome, or sex with a stranger, or sex in public. The only sex I’ve had has been missionary bed sex.” “So… you want to have sex somewhere besides a bed?” “Maybe.” “How about the pool?” She smiled, rolled her eyes a bit, then kept talking. “You know something I really am close to doing?” “What?” “I want to drive up to the Wild Pony strip.