"I doubt it," our mother told us. "I'm sure she wants to spend some time with her family, after being gone for so long, and I know I just want to be w...th my own two c***dren tonight." Mom was sitting in the front seat, next to Lisa who was driving, but she looked back to me, and winked as she said this. I truly hoped I was up for whatever she had planned, though I had some idea of what it might be.When we arrived home, Lisa busied herself in the kitchen, making dinner, and informing mom that. Er. . .Barbie, that depends upon Annie. . .and Isuppose on you! What do you think we should do with "Barbie", Annie?" "I don't know, Tricia. Don't you think she. . .er. . .he's weird? Imean, after all he is a boy, and he really shouldn't be wearing panties anda bra. Although, I think he's kinda cute, all dressed like a girl. I meanboys do sometimes dress up as girls at Halloween or for a costume party."Annie remarked. "You know, when we were little girls, we used to play with'Barbie'. Each time she would touch my hand it was electric. The wine seemed to go right to my head. I had never felt attracted to a woman until today. She is so beautiful and sexy I didn't want our lunch to end. In no time we were laughing and carrying on like old friends, and then she started feeding me with her fingers, then licking her fingers after each bite she gave me. I became aroused." "Aroused how?" I asked. "My nipples got hard and my pussy got wet. I was wearing a sheer white blouse and sheer. He could still feel very comfortable without a shirt on and he knew his ample package was more than most ever thought about having. Although, as long as it had been since he had been able to use it, he was beginning to wonder if it still worked.It was about 7 when he went downstairs to start the coffee and pour himself a bowl of cereal. As he stood in the kitchen in his underwear, he saw her on the bay, riding her kayak. Her strokes were smooth, yet powerful, as she glided across the calm.