“Can I touch, Sarah?” he asks, looking up at me.I am feeling so exposed and vulnerable, but somehow excited at seeing these four lads looking at m... private parts. It’s scary, but I’m tingling inside.After a moment, I give him a little nod.“I guess so,” I reply, my voice a quiet whisper.David reaches out and rubs his finger against my outer labia. I let out a gasp of shock at feeling a guy’s finger touch me for the very first time. I try to take a step back, but can’t due to having my jeans and. "Is what true?"There seemed to be universal giggling all round the table, but it wasn't loud enough to disturb the head table. Just for a change Vikki seemed as curious as I was."Is it 11-inches?" It was asked with a straight face and the girl leaned her elbow on the table, stuck her chin in the crook between her thumb and forefinger and looked at me without even the hint of a smile.I decided to pretend ignorance. "Is what 11-inches?"She continued looking at me and tried to maintain that. My sister is Kate she's 16 bout 5'9 and like 105 pounds, she's on the cheer leading squad so she has an amazingly tight teen body just like a gymnast!"So where'd Mom and Dad go?"Kate asked walking into the living room."I think they went to the cabin for the night kinda second honeymoon thing."I answered not looking away from the TV."Oh so we got the house to ourselves, sweet"she said excitedly plopping herself down on the couch beside me.It was only than I realized she was still in her cheer. See you in the morning," I sighed as he hugged me and kissed the top of my blonde head. Then I went up to my room and stripped down to my panties, threw on a baggy t-shirt and crawled into bedI had a lot of trouble getting to sleep that night. Uncle John's words kept running through my mind. "The right woman could bring out so many good qualities in him," I heard repeating over and over. I was sure he was right, but at the same time I realized that "the right woman" would mean a stepmother. I.