She took me to where the bathrooms were, but she didn’t take me into the girl’s bathroom. She took me into the boys. I was getting a little scared...by then, but kind of excited too. I always wondered what the boy’s bathroom looked like and I couldn’t stop staring at the urinals. They looked funny to me. Well, anyways,” she said, shaking her head. “There were three guys in there, all smoking cigarettes even though it’s against the rules, but I guess we weren’t in there to police them. Jasmine. “Nothing like Arizona sun,” Maggie agreed. It was already 90 degrees out, headed for 105. “The low humidity makes it bearable though.”Kellie rolled her eyes. “It’s like living in the desert, Aunt Maggie.”She considered what she’d said, and then laughed as Jamie padded in, wearing an almost matching blue, green, and white one-piece swimsuit. Jamie was a miniature version of Kellie, 89 lbs. of adorable. Jamie’s figure was more adolescent than her sister’s, legs slightly too thin, her small. Now I looked into Misty's laughing eyes only a scant two feet from my face and I wanted to hump her so bad it made me tremble with uncontrollable passion. Poor Penelope was so straight that any such move on my part would be viewed with complete disbelief by any one of my friends or co-workers.With a sly smile on my face, I leaned over and gave Misty a soft kiss on her cheek. It was so delicious that I almost fell into a swoon right onto her lap."Why, Penelope, how many have you had, luv?"Misty. I was still twisting my fingers in her hair, and I used it to drag her across my thighs. Her bottom was glowing red from where she'd slapped herself, and I slapped it even harder. I left my hand there, and caressed her soft yielding flesh for a moment, and then I slapped her again. I alternated slaps and caresses for several minutes, and my mother started to moan softly, squirming on my lap, and I saw her biting her hand, and spanked her again.'Harder, darling - please!' she breathed.I'd.