"What is that Heather?" Looking over at Sue who has opened her blouse.Looking over at Abby, he watches as her skirt falls to the floor at her feet."Do...s this answer your question Mr. Franks?" I say, standing next to him rubbing my slit."Mmmm I see what you mean, Heather."The three of us strip off our clothes, tossing them in the air. Sue and Abby take his hands, pulling Mr. Franks to his feet. After undressing him, the three of us kiss our way down his body. Kneeling in front of Mr. Franks, I. “I’m ... I’m sorry about that.”“Is there no other way?” Marie asked quietly, and I turned to her with a sincere look on my face.“I’m afraid not. If you don’t help get him off, he’s just going to keep on ... masturbating.”All three faces blanched as I said it out loud, the word that they thought had been plaguing their family for months now. Now it was my turn to sit back and wait.I could have pushed Marie all the way, obviously. But more and more, I was enjoying giving them a moral - and sexual. He made her laugh, and she was spending a lot of time with him. Then a month later, Mom also started dating. A guy named Garrett. He was a consultant at a law firm. Tall guy, black wavy hair, skinny frame but muscular, not too far off from myself. He was good to her and good to me and Stacie. But I hated him because I knew he was fucking Mom.She was lean, gorgeous, and easy. Garrett’s type to a T. Mom didn’t let Garrett cum in her though. I know cause I listened at the door one night after one. ’ (what are you seeing). I was blushed but replied ‘na, tomare dekhtachi’ (no, i am seeing you). She came near to me & said ‘ratre khaoaner par majhkhaner darja khola raikhya, takhan bhala kaira deikhya’ (after dinner keep the middle door open, then see closely). I was excited, i pulled her to me & kissed her lips she returned the kisses and started mourning saying satisfy me. My hands were pressing her boobs. Those were became strong. I tried to open the blouse. She told ‘na, akhan na, ratre’.