She was by the sink in the kitchen, and I came in to get a drink. After retrieving a bottle of water from the fridge, I paused behind her.I say the si...uation was reversed, and it was, but it was also slightly tilted in my favour. I had been dressed, but she was in her bikini, having come in from sunning herself in the backyard.She had her head turned, watching me. I stepped closer, and whispered in her ear."No cheating. You can touch me, so I can touch you," I breathed. "I don't want the game. "No," admitted her mother, as she stood. I noticed that her pubic was indeed shaved, as the lamp illuminated her crotch, shining through the thin material of her gown. "Since we were about to get married, we thought it didn't matter."As Sue went across the kitchen, she paused and told us, "You guys are pretty mature for your age, and you know about sex. So it's okay to make out here if you want." With that, she turned and went into the bedroom.Jill and I sat there in silence, as my dick. " Kennedy leaned close and kissed Marcie.Marcie was at least as shy and inexperienced as Kennedy had been a year before. Kennedy wasn't sure why that was erotic, but it was. She kissed harder and Marcie did her best to kiss back.Kennedy didn't let it go too long, before she pulled back, and started walking hand and hand with Marcie. "I have a question for you," Kennedy asked her. "Do you know what I mean when I say butterfly, Carnival girl, nester?" No." A Carnival girl is someone who makes. ? Of what, I couldn't figure out exactly, but something was wrong. He should have been angry, surprised, shocked. But, the look on his face showed more. It showed... ? I couldn't quite think what that expression was, besides a hint of disgust -- probably from the sight of my outfit.A door opened behind me. That was it. Who was in the bathroom? I turned and watched as a pretty brunette entered the room behind me. She stopped, stunned to see me standing there. Then, to my amazement -- or is that,.