Grace was there to give me legal custody of Hope so that I was herlegal guardian. The judge shook his head, "Well this is a first, but Ican understand...the reasoning."Before he signed the papers he asked each one of My Kittens if that waswhat they wanted, and did they understand what it meant?Their individual answers were varied but all amounted to a yes theyunderstood and looked forward to the opportunities ahead of them. Hesigned, they each signed and I signed and grace signed.As we were. But I finally answered."Well yeah. But you realize that nobody can know what we're doing? Because it really could get ugly." I said.Shannon and Brandy laughed. "Who are we gonna tell?" they both said.I just nodded.And it started.Gradually, we started with truth and dare. It was a slow start at first. Simple questions. One truth. And then one simple dare. Mostly involving daring to do something simple and small. No real risks. Until Shannon threw the first sexual dare at me."I dare you to kiss. .. about the bullying and the ... apathy ... he told me that I was in position to make sure that never happened there. And, he also told me that if he ever even heard a whisper that I’d treated someone like that, he’d wear his belt out on my ass. He wasn’t kidding.”“No,” Liz said. “I doubt he was. I ... I wish I had just once told him how great I thought he was.”“Me, too,” I said. “I never did. He died so suddenly that I had a lot of things I’d left unsaid.”“He knew,” Liz said.“That’s what Mom. The panties pressed to my nose as I stroked my young cock. The thoughts of Sis were explicit and dirty. I imagined pushing my dick into her. My eyes opened when I heard the click.I had forgotten to lock the bathroom door. Sis was standing there watching me. She grimaced and shook her head. ”I told you that is nasty. You want to sniff the real thing, not dirty panties.”I watched her close the bathroom door and lock it. Turning to face me, she pulled her tank top over her head and dropped it on.