What he wants is a friend-- to hang out with, shootthe shit and match him drink for drink. Conversation and, hell, youknow--the whole bullshit male-bo...ding thing... something more than agushing star-struck bimbo." Is that what you are, then?" Scooter asked, intrigued.I glared at him, my anger and barely concealed sense of betrayalsimmering to the fore once again. "It's what I made myself into," Isaid."Just like that," Scooter said. His voice was doubtful.I frowned. "No, not 'just like that.'. "For those of you who don't know me, I'm Marianne's daughter, Dawn. When my mother married Guiseppe Sablone, he adopted me, fully, into the family. And I will be forever grateful to him, not least because that means I'm no longer Dawn Uhlgren." Another ripple of laughter at the unfortunate Nordic name. "I loved my father, and Guiseppe never tried to replace him. But he came along and brought life back to my mother, and brought us into his home as part of a new family, with his sons Tony and. There she was in her full naked glory her body all mine for the taking. I slowly put her on the bed next to mine. Slowly moved my face close to her nipples and blew warm air out of my body on them. Immediately, they became erect and stuck out like cork. I latched onto one of the nipples with my mouth while just tweaking the other with my fingers. Her body shuddered violently and she crushed my face into her breast whispering, this feels so good”. I put my hand down and cupped her pussy. TO my. Jenny had always thought it was cool that she and her sister were as open as they were with each other. She and her sister had seen each other naked many times. Heather liked to air dry after showering, so Jenny was used to her hanging out naked. Sometimes she would be naked as well. If it was hot and the parents were away, the two of them liked to skinny dip and lay out in the sun without getting tan lines. This time was different, it was sexual. There was an excitement about watching her take.