I've discussed faces; Jo had some freckles. Mum's skin was creamier.They chatted at breakfast about their childhood, parents etc, occasionally snigger...ng and Mum glancing in my direction to remind Jo of my presence. After breakfast when we were all dressed, plans were made for school, work and chore schedules. The day after was a Monday and our new life would begin.I was enrolled at the local high school on Monday, by the next week Mum had a job at an insurance office. Jo, of course was busy in. ."He pulled away, with a hint of desperation. "I think that this whole thinghas gone far enough; you've had your fun. I'm sorry that I joked aroundafter all that wine--"I cut him off by reaching down and finding his cock with my hand. It wasrock-hard and radiating heat I could feel even through the layers of cloth. Ilooked him in the eye, "Can you deny *this*? I know you like the way youlook. I like the way you look. Why resist this?"His eyes widened in shock; he had never considered that I. Other than that- I promise that I'll go it all over during the weekend. As for panties- no! You'll have to buy your own. My hips are not changing that much.Maybe you should ask mom - or Helen." Mom? No way. Oh! Damn. We should have told Helen to put all her oldclothes in a bag. I would be willing to 'throw it out' - completelywithout pay."Donna laughed. "You are devious, my little sister. Let's drop a note forour dear sister. I might even benefit. I wouldn't mind some hand-me-downs. We were quiet, and at that moment I noticed just how captivating this creature was. I held that gaze for an uncomfortable moment. Donna’s face shifted from an amused look to one of concern. ‘Dad?’ she queried. My bubble burst. With those words, I pulled myself off her and we spent the rest of the time being formal to each other. The wall had come up between us. I caught Donna looking at me from time to time. She would quickly avert her gaze when I would turn to face her. The time came a few.