" Vicky blushed red and rose from her chair. Her breasts were straining against the cotton top. Her nipples were clearly on view. "How many pieces of ...lothing are you wearing?" Two." Two!" gasped mum "What about your panties?" "How many are you wearing Cathy?" "Two Master" I smiled, I liked that little touch "Master? Did you just call Ross Master?" I looked and mum and gulped. "How many are you wearing Mother?" "Wha...what? This has gone on far enough. Wait till your dad hears about. We ate breakfast, chatted, joked, went to the movies, andplayed video games. Kevin stayed over for dinner, as usual, and then wewatched a stupid movie on HBO. Around eight in the evening Kevin's mothercalled to see if her son was coming home that night or not (a usualoccurrence on Saturdays) and my mom told her that he wasn't and that shewould drive Kevin home the next day after church. My mom always told hismom that she would take him home after church. His mom assumed she meantafter WE. ." He trailed off in mid-sentence as Vikki sat down beside him on the couch. Her body curved sexily into the soft velvet, contouring itself to the smooth material."Just you and me?" she asked innocently with a voice dripping with sex. She crossed her legs gracefully, accentuating the curves of her body revealed through the light white cloth of her summer slacks. The matching cloth of her blouse revealed the tightness and firmness of her young, budding tits as she placed one hand behind her. ’ He held out his hand. Amara immediately took it, and then looked at their hands a moment. His long tapered fingers glowed bronze against her dark smooth skin as their fingers entwined. She shivered, the image was almost prophetic, she would think to herself later. She glanced up, staring into his brilliant blue eyes and felt something stir deep in her. It moved like a tidal wave, setting fire to here heart and soul. ‘Yeah, okay’ Jerome grinned and led her down the winding stairs to the.