"Yes." Good." I went to the controls and made an adjustment."Oh! Omigod! Stop!" Karen shrieked."Something wrong?" I asked innocently, turning the offe...ding jet down, but not off."I was right -- you're evil!" Okay." I shucked my towel and settled opposite her. "Felt good, though, didn't it?" I refuse to answer that..." You're ALREADY incriminated," I chuckled."Mmmm, whatever." I hadn't shut it off -- and she KNEW I hadn't. What she DIDN'T know was that the jet on her clit would slowly increase. Me: A lesbian.Aunt: what is that? (she didn’t understand).Me: it’s a term for girls who are interested in girls.Aunt: oh! Mm…. so you can understand it right!..Then my aunt went on and said that both my aunt and uncle had started to see alliance for paru a year back and every time a proposal is kept in front of her she rejects it. After a few rejections my aunt enquired to her about her interests in men and that’s when she reviled that she was interested in girls rather than men. My aunt has. She had pieces of it stuck to her forehead, and to her hands, with some even tangled in her hair. What does one say in such a situation? I still don't know. She turned a bright crimson and made a shrieking 'mmfff' noise. All I could do was tuck my cock back into my pants, and shake my head wearily, turning away to give her privacy to finish her 'fix'. We didn't speak of that day again.I can't bring myself to address this issue straight-on. I know, I know she'd deny having a quote-unquote. For the rest of the week, Molly was tasked to sexually entice her father as much as she could and with as much innocence as possible. It was a task Molly relished, almost to the point of giving her father a blatant, yet innocent display between of her snatch as he sat opposite her on the sofa; her wonderfully smooth and knicker-less pussy was on full display until she deliberately re-crossed her legs.At every opportunity, David would cop a feel of his mother’s arse or tits when his dad wasn’t.