As soon as they got home, Harriet went to their bedroom to put on some panties before their mother got home. Nothing would be said of the incident in ...ront of the parents, so Harriet figured that her privacy was preserved.Oops, Mary cornered Harriet after supper and asked why she was not wearing any panties when she came in from school. Mary said that she had come in the front door just as Harriet reached the top of the stairs, and she could see under Harriet’s short skirt her nude bottom. Now. You can have me with my nice curves or you can have me weighing about sixty pounds more.” It was cold, windy and rainy so I got a wood fire going and placed in front of it a grizzly bear rug. My grandfather had given it to me, and she couldn’t object to that. I was hoping we would screw on the rug. Right then she came in. We embraced with a very deep kiss and roaming of hands. “Is this all for me?” ‘Yes, dummy. Come right this way. Dinner is awaiting.” She stopped a few times to pluck flowers. God, he was growing again! She lifted a leg onto the toilet paper dispenser and rested the other on the floor. He still wasn’t fully erect, but when he rubbed his cock along her well-oiled furrow it didn’t take long. Her hands went for his cock and dragged him to her wet opening. With a grunt, he pushed himself inside her. Katie reclined, hitting the old-fashioned toilet handle with her back and flushing it. She didn’t care. She didn’t even hear it. The cold metal digging into her naked skin. The final straw was when the visiting Mother Superior from London Town found me in bed with two of the newest arrivals at the convent and not a stitch of clothing between the three of us. It was a shaming experience but one that I would repeat again because of the collateral benefits derived from nightly visitations from nuns seeking solace.I thought my biological father to be overly vexed with the scandal but was the first to admit it was entirely my own fault. My punishment was to be banned.