The fact that all three look alike and can wear each other’s clothes might have something to do with it too.Mom is thirty-six years old, five feet s...x inches tall, and weighs one hundred and ten pounds. She wears a 34-B bra and has beautiful brown wavy hair halfway down her back. She was homecoming queen in high school.Dad was stupid to have left her for his girlfriend! She couldn’t hold a candle to mom!My sister Emily is fifteen years old, five feet five inches tall, and weighs a hundred and. Her eyes searched for mine as she rolled the stocking over her knee, then leaned into the chair drawing her body close to her foot resting on the chair rung. I caught her eye, but glanced back and forth between her eyes and the actions of her hands. Ever so slowly she pulled the stocking over her heel and then over her toes and threw the stocking towards the glass. Instinctively, I tried to catch the tossed prize only to watch her laugh at my futility as it bounced off the glass. She repeated. Then he spoke."Oh my dear, you look delightfully uncomfortable!" He'd spoken!"She made a muffled moan shaking her head still unable to see.The Doc unfastened her eye flap and she blinked in the cold electric light. She was limp and exhausted her tits glistening with sweat still pert round and full.The man reached out to cup one of her tits twisting the fine fat dome."The cops have been looking for you. But don't worry they've gone now, we won't be disturbed." He'd spoken again!"The doc. .. All the time,while she worked me up to my peak, I'd submissively held up my arms. Nowthat the excitement started to fade my arms began to hurt. "Nina, may Itake my arms down?"Why did I need to ask her? She had told me so and I was bound to followthrough? I was her puppet? No, I could move them down, but she had told meand I didn't want to disappoint her. What was going on?Nina must have caught on that I'd gone directly from post orgasmic blissto confusion and a slight panic. "You may take.