Several minutes went by with Kate enjoying the sensations that were flowing through her body when she heard Sarah talking.“Please roll over Kate, it...is time to massage your front.”Kate rolled over, and the small towel was placed back across her hips. Her small, firm breasts pointed at the ceiling.Sarah poured warm oil between Kate’s breasts and proceeded to move her hands through the oil and around Kate’s breasts. Kate held her breath in anticipation of what might happen. Sarah’s fingers and. He gripped them, pulling them up to his lips, kissing them both in turn, once, twice, three times, without taking his hungry eyes off her shining ones. Her eyes sparkled with pleasure, while his were in complete awe of her beauty. Jake released her hands and she fell into his arms, their lips met and they enjoyed a long kiss, oblivious to anyone around them.When Jake opened his eyes, shortly after their lips had reluctantly parted, he noticed Wayne standing open-mouthed behind her. He whirled. In it Dad was raising a toastto Gordon. A younger Ch?rie was at his elbow and Mom by her side too.The picture was at least three years old."Suffering fuck, Ken," breathed Steph. "You are a marvel." She sat downbeside me, still staring at the photo."They knew each other. What does this mean? Could she and Dad have beenhaving an affair before the divorce? Mom never said that she'd metCh?rie before." One thing it does mean Steph, is that Dad knew she was married anddivorced. He may have known all. It was a different name, suitable for acoven of bizarre Goth girls. I don't know why, but I had a compulsionto preen and primp in the mirror. I adjusted the wig a little, brushinga stray lock of hair away from my heavily darkened eyes. My bodylanguage had become all girl. No trace of my old boy self, James, couldbe seen.The girl in the mirror blew a kiss to me. I twirled around in a circle,feeling the draft underneath my dress, a wonderful feeling I had neverexperienced. I rubbed my thighs.