“Fuck him? Sure, cock is cock” Candy shrugged like that was not an issue to her at all.“Hah, well, that wasn’t my question, but I am glad you ...nswered that way,” Liz smirked. She told her daughter that she meant, “If we propose to your father that the two of us crawl, fetch and are caged at night like Honey and continue living as you do at Samantha’s house – you would be okay with that?” Liz said.“Yes,” Candy didn’t hesitate to answer.“If I said that I’d prefer not to submit to Gerald and. Fine. Just not what I expected.”I wasn't sure what she meant. So, it seemed best to apologize,“I'm sorry. I promised not to look and not to touch. I broke both promises and I'm really sorry.”"No. No. I didn’t mean that! I wanted it.” She paused, “I meant, I didn’t expect to come like that. It was pretty intense.”Our eyes met and I knew everything was OK. I felt an erection stirring.“So, I guess it felt as good as it sounded.”“That was the first time I let someone else do it.”I sipped my coffee. More on that another time. But towards the end of that relationship, when we were already drifting apart, I started to get really friendly with a colleague. She didn't work in my office but in another branch about 50 miles away. We chatted on the phone several times a day, sometimes work-related and often not, and used to email each other constantly throughout the day. I was 19 and fairly inexperienced. I'd been with three girls before my girlfriend but they were all when I (and they) were too. Hannah nodded and kept her face buried in her sister's chest till Samantha pulled her away, "Why don't we do what we normally did during storms when we were k**s." Samantha backed up and held her arms up and Hannah walked over as she slowly started to lift off her sister's shirt, tossing it to the ground. Once it was on the floor she slowly unhooked her bra and again dropped it to the floor. "They are so lovely." Hannah said softly and took them both in her hands softly squeezing them.Hannah.