I left the church and walked out to my car where I removed my cassock and put it in the bag in the trunk.“I knew it!” Janey growled angrily as I s...arted to get into the car.“I didn’t DO anything except stand in my usual spot,” I said defensively.“You let her stand by you!”“What was I supposed to do?” I asked, trying to keep my voice neutral. “Create a scene in church?”“You could have moved,” she said flatly.“Again, to what end? Creating some kind of disruption of Vespers? I simply stood and. ." Bud pulled away, unsure what Stevie was implying."Some guys get stage fright," Stevie explained. "Just take your time and concentrate on the girls. I'll take care of the rest." Whenever you boys are ready," Goldie called.Bud looked over Stevie's shoulder. The girls stood ready by the sofa, comfortably leaning against each other. Goldie stood behind Kelly, gently caressing the shorter blonde's shoulders. Stevie took his place behind the camera, giving the girls a quick wave when he was. " You needn't worry, Mom, I thought, I have seen you titfuck my cousin. "What's wrong with a bit of aunt-nephew skinship?" Dan asked, as he thrust even more. Mom had me turn around, and she cleaned my back and my ass. She knead my ass, which was very relaxing and enjoyable. I allowed myself a few inconspicuous tugs. I was woken from my trance by whispers. "Don't-" Mom was saying, "not now." "But you liked my cleaning your asshole yesterday, Auntie." "John will see," Mom whimpered, "I told you.. That’s kinda why I took myself back to the Girl Scouts. Don’t get me wrong GSA were great for me: the outdoorsy stuff; the confidence building and leadership stuff; heck even the cookies helped me when it came to setting up my own practise. I wanted to help other girls do the stuff I’d enjoyed, but I also wanted a chance to watch girls “in the wild” so I could keep my finger on the pulse of fashions, cliques, and what was “normal”. Taking on leading the Cadette level group in my local troop.