We climbed the root steps and began walking along the new path. The path was lightly covered by less than crisp autum colored leaves and the trees wer... on both sides of the path, blocking any view beyond several feet. We walked south, hand in hand for about 100 yards when both heard rustling of leaves in front of us. I could see the sky thru the trees but it was almost as if done on a blue screen, as there was no depth to what I could see beyond 20-30 yards. The light of the moon was clear as. As asister we are bonded by more than blood. She is fun to be with and areal confidant. Something George never was. Heather understands me."Ellen asked for quiet as the other two were trying to talk over eachother. "We are all agreed George was a dull, if a lovable guy whereasHeather is an adventurous fun-loving friend. If Heather disappears, wewill all miss her. I need to think about more than what I want. Whatdoes George want out of all this? He has made it abundantly clear he. I was always the smallest guy in class and at school, even the girls towered over me. As an adult, I only attained the pathetic height of five-foot-four-inches tall. Added to this affliction, I was a very withdrawn and shy individual. I was one of those pathetic people who never had any friends. Somehow, nobody ever related to me. I received no birthday party invitations, or requests to be a part of any society at school or a fraternity in college. Nada… nothing!Fortunately, I was a very bright. ...." At this she seductively wiggled her breasts and pussy. "I think it is the least they can do." "Oh," said Helen, starting to see where this was going but not sure if she should act on it. Clare delivered the killer line. "From what I could see," and she gestured towards her mother's pussy, "You enjoyed my charms rather a lot." I did," confessed Helen with a smile. "So you want me to lick your pussy then?" Helen had finally got it, but was feeling unsure. Watching each other masturbate was.