Not actually a lie except that Mom somehow got the distinct impression that my friend was Brad, not his sister and that we were going to spend most of...the night playing computer games and texting friends, not that I was going to spend the night exploring every square inch of Vanessa's voluptuous body. As it turned out her body had matured since we last parted company and actually rivaled Mom. When Mom made love she did so out of desperation to be wanted. Although Vanessa had a need to be wanted. Scrambling together you rush off back to my bedroom, your naked ass leaving a visual trail in my mind as I hop on one foot trying to get my pants back on fast enough to answer the door....as I am pulling my t-shirt back in place, I am opening the door, hoping I don't look as red as I feel....Standing in the doorway is my sister and her daughter, almost the same age as you are, just a little older...if she saw anything, she doesn't act like it. She is in a hurry and as I invite her in she says. "Lavina how are you doing? Good to see you, what is up?" I see you started smoking Janet, thought you hated it?" Oh yeah, wait, I think this is my first one, man I just needed acigarette and had to find a convenience store, good thing they have one inthe mall, am I right?" She took another drag from her cigarette, it seemsto have worked just as Lavina had wanted, in fact too well, she was nothot. She looked down at her device and couldn't help it, she pressed thebuttons and had Janet around. It wasn't our usual exchange. Me the authority and Lindsey relying on me for guidance. That was outside the norm for either of us. I had hoped the topic would be broached. I grabbed my pants and fished a small tube of personal lubricant out. The usual reason it was in my pocket was not up for discussion today. "This is lubricant. You can use lots of things with differing levels of effectiveness. But this is the best stuff in my book." Or a pocket?" Good Lindsey was loosening up.