The girls were a lot easier because she would just give them some nice cuddling and perhaps a well-placed lick here or there and they would follow her...anywhere.On second thought, she opined that perhaps the boys would be more flexible if they were treated in the same manner providing it was completely covert and well hidden from outside influence.“Come over here, Scout Justin, I want to show you something but you must promise to keep it to just us and no others.”He seemed a little confused but. Still sat upon my lap she opened her thighs a little to allow me more access and my I felt my pulse speed up. ‘Did you sleep with Barry? I asked ‘Well not sleep exactly. But we did it just once, and that was a complete disaster.’ She paused, lurched her head backward as I continued to caress her over her jeans, then she continued, ‘ I was a virgin, He hurt me and I guess I made a song and dance about it because he never wanted to again. I felt awful, Barry was a lovely guy and the last thing I. Silently, she slinked into the kitchen andsat down, grabbing a piece of toast and beginning to eat."Dad," she said, cautiously, "Do you see anything different about me?"Her father put down his paper and looked her over, and shook his head."Not really. Did you use new lipstick or something?" Zena, once againleft speechless, just went back to her toast. Her father though, now hadhis interest perked."Look, I know you like it when your cousin Zack comes over," he said,"but he's gone for a while so. They were quite good lookingalthough not such incredible specimens of muscular masculinity as my son.To be honest, I had seen them grow up and had not ever really thought ofthem as possibly vigorous, sexual kinds of guys but they were at that agenow where they had to be. Helen, however, I had occasionally entertainedfantasies about, such as is quite usual, I imagine, with the close sistersof your wife, or something similar.My wife's family was quite close and I knew them all pretty well..