A young girl, perhaps 13, watched her lewd behaviour from the opposite lounge seat. The girl wore a traditional catholic school outfit, complete with...black buckle shoes, knee socks, a white blouse with a blue vest, and a blue skirt falling just above her knees.The blonde girl watched as Veronica closed her eyes and fought back the building orgasm. Veronica wore knee high black high heeled boots. Black stockings ran up her long legs and were grasped by a black garter as it peeked out from her. Fuck them! That's what you want!" Cindy! They're our brothers!"Cindy looked at her sisters and shook her head sadly. "Only on paper. I certainly didn't let that stop me." What's that suppose to mean?" Jan asked, sensing what Cindy would answer."I learned from your mistakes. Bobby and I have been fucking for years... and I've never regretted it for a second. He's what I wanted, and he's what I got. What do you guys have?" You and Bobby? You've been fucking?"Yup. For years."The room was suddenly. Because we had known each other so long we have an easy relationship. She would quite often stay over if she had drunk too much or use my bath/shower if she wanted to take her time and not be hassled by her mum to hurry as there were others in her house.... and because we had such an easy relationship she would comfortably wander round my home in a towel or underwear, never totally naked but often far too revealing for what most people would have thought of as innocent. And because I had seen. There were the usual kisses, hugs and expressions of endearment that always preceded their debauchery. Stepping into the bedroom, Sally changed into the outfit her friends had gotten for her; she liked the way she looked. Franco and Irina also liked the way she looked. Sexy as it was, it wasn’t as sexy as when she was naked, which she soon was, as they entered the bedroom. They had arrived at a routine where the time before dinner was for the women; post-dinner was for Franco. It was fine with.