“We’re putting the farm together and giving you two a portion to place your house.”“What?” she spins, shifting n the seat to look at her fat...er. Suddenly she feels like she is the center of universe and everyone is looming around her like planets attracted to the sun.“You are far too old to not be married by now, Emily Elizabeth,” Mary pipes in. “This marriage guarantees this new partnership. It’s time to stop acting like a child.”“But I don’t want to marry him!” the girl protests.“If it wasn’t. She buttonsthe dress up and ties the sash into a big bow, then she spends the nextthree minutes adjusting my dress and petticoats so they hang justright, then she tells me to sit down like a little lady she shows mehow first. I do, she is pleased, then she puts the Mary Jane shoes onme. Then she takes the next five minutes brushing my hair. After shegets done with that. Then she takes a wide pink ribbon and ties it intomy hair.Now you look very cute sweetheart.Three hours later the whole family. Some nights you had me strut beside you on our way to a restaurant in a skirt too short for my voluptuous thighs, exposing the rounded mocha tan bottom of my cheeks. I would blush the entire time knowing that had I not done it as you asked the next time would be equally if not more embarrassing. Often we sat late at night with my hair splayed across your lap as we watched a movie, your voice coming across almost teasingly "Why do you worry about what people think? I love you as you are and so. We got up to our room and began undressing and kissing. He began reaching under my shirt and fondling my tits, then taking them out of the bra and sucking on them, savoring the flavor of the non-toxic strawberry lotion that I put on my body. He totally worshipped my tits. I began moaning and felt like I wanted to hump him instantly. So, he moved down my body, removing my clothes down to the lengerie. He looked at my revealed crotch and smiled. Do you want clothes on or off? Clothes On, I.