This 'family' wouldn't shed a tear.The clock said 4:00 PM. I got up and left the room. My 'sister' was back in front of the television, a bag of chips...in her lap. She didn't even glance in my direction as I sat down.How would 'Wesley' normally react in this situation? I dug around in her mind to find out.She was still trying to figure out what she had seen earlier. Why had her brother been crying like that? When she had gone back to his room she had been planning on firing a couple of zingers. "Brian was now getting more and more excited and he lifted his lips up to her face and transferred his emotion to her panting lips above. As he dipped his tongue into her hot mouth, he probed his anxious fingers into her tight dripping pussy below. Soon his middle finger was finger-fucking the excited girl at the same time that his tongue was pretending to be a long hard cock fucking her mouth. In and out lips, tongues and fingers entered the aroused girl,. "Shave the muff and have her report on Thursday." Don turned to Sandy. "Itwill take a bit of conditioning. You've a few pounds here and there so watchthe diet. You'll be fine in a few weeks." Jack left as Sandy gathered up her clothing. "What time Thursday?" She beganto get dressed. "About 4 PM. You'll be doing aerobics with the rest of the Ladies to burnthose pounds and tone some muscle. And we'll start working on your routine.See you then." Sandy walked out into the warm sunshine. Jack sat. A Saturday night date was set and I then made the normal arrangements for a party including a disco and outside caterers so she had nothing to do that evening.The party was a great success - the food was great, the music was good and there was plenty to drink. It was summer and we danced in the garden until it got dark and chilly when we came inside and continued. The women wore light summery clothes and there was a very slightly naughty atmosphere in the air as everyone had had a fair amount.