.." Yeah," I countered, relaxing enough to laugh stiffly, "how can we help it when you and Sis are always running around with your headlights on all t...e time, and little else?" Oh, I know Sweety," she said, "that's normal."I was a little worried about having hurt Mom, so I asked if she was OK, and she replied, "I'm fine... I'll live. It did hurt a little, but that's just because I was too dry back there... and my head is going to be fine too." Good," was all I could think of to say.Then Mom. I began to build a collection of underthings, some stolen from my mother, some from visits to relative's homes. To this day I don't know if any of them ever realized what was going on, but a perverse history of groundwork was being laid. Until my college years I had never kissed a woman or gotten into any sort of intimate situation with a real woman, but I knew a lot about them just from the pursuit of my own secret interests. Hungry for information I read many articles in the magazines my. We ate with little conversation and then Jackie said,"Later tonight will be a good time to finish up with Roy." I suppose so." I agreed."I'll call the guy that does it and set it up. I figured to just take him there in my suburban. He won't mind about being crowded up in the back." I doubt he will even mention it Jackie." I agreed.He made the call and set everything up. Then he and I got the bagfull of Roy and put it in the car. We told the girls we'd be back when we got back and took off fo. All over far too soon for her as she glanced back up at the wall wistfully, the neighbor’s bed still thumping against the wall. I didn't even notice, telling her how amazing she was as I grunted and rolled back over and fell back asleep. Gina continued to listen intently as they kept going, rubbing and fingering her teased hot wet horny pussy to the body-shaking orgasm that I didn't then or ever give her. The next morning, she asked me if I heard them next door last night, all night, giggling.