Can't, I silently replied to the voice in my head, Stacy is in there too. So be quiet, blockhead! She's asleep on the camp bed that Mum and Dad always...insist she sets up. You know how they say it's only polite to let the guest sleep in the proper bed. You could fuck that pretty young thing and your sister would never know!I couldn't argue with logic like that, so I took a deep breath and swayed over to the door of my little sister's bedroom. Turning the handle quietly, I pushed the door ajar. Long legs, killer ass and some hot titties too.“You know, is his cock still growing? I can’t believe I just asked his Dad a question like that, but I’ve thought of the night he and I walked on the beach and then he walked me home like a gentleman. I wanted to go with all of you so bad.”“He’s still growing Chelsea, you need to drive up and take this order in person. Hell I had a message your dad wanted to do a swap anyway, bring him and your mom with you and we’ll put you up for a weekend.”“Are. It's delicious," I remarked.It was 1 p.m. All three of us were seated in the well-lit living room. J and V occupied the pink sofa, looking at me across the mahogany coffee table. Its glass top reflected their faces, the wall-mounted painting of Sappho, and a part of the floriated drapery that dimmed the sunlight. The ceramic flower vases around, the fancy wall lights, and the beige floral wallpaper always suggested that these girls took pains to beautify their house."Yes. Like you, we love the. " Oh, God, I'm going to be that anyway!" Anne told her.On Saturday, the seventeenth of February, Anne, Stan and Denise attended Elaine and Susan's Civil Partnership ceremony. First thing in the morning they went to the registry office, close to the local library.There they watched, as Elaine and Susan completed the legal formalities and signed the register. That was all they needed do to become as close to wife-and-wife as the current legal system would allow.The registry office was actually a.