Mama laughed and said she wouldn’t.“Listen Cindy, having the curse doesn’t have to be all bad. I just wanted to get everyone out of the house so...we could talk and you could understand the curse. I don’t think you are in love with your Daddy or your Uncle. I think you just have the curse and the only reason I married your Daddy is because he knows about the curse and doesn’t care.”“What do you mean?”“I mean that I’ve fucked your Daddy, your Uncle, his Daddy, and just about every man in this. ..”I’m hot with anticipation; bathroom sex with ones daughter is not for the faint-hearted and she was so freshly fuckable!“Can you sit on the stall and spread your legs for me darling?”Still holding the towel against her she sits on the stool and reluctantly spreads her thighs.Her cunt is in full view and she looks at me with a hint of rebellion.I kneel before her; remove the lid from the jar; dip two fingers into the cream. With my other thumb and forefinger I prise apart her pussy-lips,. I drank another cup of coffee, grimaced at the terrible taste because I preferred tea, and forced myself to swallow it.I heard a car pull into the driveway, looked out the window and knew Louise had arrived. I made sure my hair was in place, walked to the door, opened it and waved at Louise. She took Linda out of the back seat, walked to the house while Linda began to coo when she saw me. Linda's desire to be with me banished all the tiredness from my body.Louise arrived on the porch, took one. Mom and I were shown the dressing room and undressed, opened the case and sorted out the outfits and laid them out in the order that Tim and the photographer had decided. The first outfit was the usual white stocking, white heels and a white baby doll that tied in the front below the breast. We were both a bit mystified at seeing a white thong. But it was there so we put it all on. With it we added earrings and pearls. We checked each other’s makeup and hair and we exited and approached the.