Off we went clicking our high heels down the mall floor. I felt so selfconcious of my walk and appearance. My hips were swinging all over inthis tight...girdle and my breasts were out there, right in front for allto see! Cathy whispered, "Take smaller steps Terry." "These high heelsdo something to my walk," I told Cathy. She said, "You better believeit, heels make the woman! You will be wearing them for a long time, soget used to them, Dear".Karla grabbed my arm, smiled, and said, "Terry, here is. Her tight, pink pussy leaking juices all over the mattress... "She's your daughter you sick fuck!" His conscience battled his sexual thoughts for about an hour, until he started to feel sleepy and conceded to the dirty images, trying to ignore the fact that he was heavily related to his new object of desire. Just as he was drifting off to sleep, he heard a creak by the door. A tiny slit of light spread across the carpet, getting wider and wider until suddenly it was gone, and there was a quiet. The door burst open and a tall man with a short, dark beard barged in. He saw Beth with the spear and grinned. Without hesitation he marched straight at her. Beth lunged forward, aiming for his chest. He easily beat away the weak thrust with his shield. With a look of contempt, he flicked his sword downwards across her chest.Time slowed for Beth as she fell to her knees. The spear fell from her hands and clattered on the floor. A solidly-built blonde woman, her hair in pigtails, entered. " That we know about." I set my bowl down. "It occurs to me that maybe Mom was more adventurous than we gave her credit for."Traci made a face, and I knew she was entertaining the thought I did my best to avoid: that my parents may have actually had sex and maybe not just with each other."I wanted ... uh ... that is ... I..."It was always fun when Traci couldn't get the words out. I considered letting her plod on but only had a few more hours with my sleeping beauty. "Trace, you know, and I.