Reed says, "Wow, Erin, you can do that anytime, sweetie, anytime. You've got a talent for it, that's for sure. Thanks, I better go lay down after that..." and he plops down on his chaise lounge which he dragged into the shade and is soon asleep."Erin, it looked like you've done that before," Mia says, "Have you?" "Can I take the Fifth Amendment on that? A girl doesn't have to tell all does she?"I must say that my two friends were getting the best of the fun with my brother. It did seem weird to. It was hard to miss being level with her head. Rubbing it with her hands she could feel the long length of his shaft. It was warm and stiff. Each glide of her hand brought deep stirring sounds from her lover’s lips. His deep moans touched her deep inside. She hoped she could give him as much as he had been giving her. Finding his pants button, she pulled it open and pulled his pants down. She could not help but hurry. Her lust was a wanton beast craving its meal. His hard cock strained against. She did not want to go back downstairs where Jerry might answer the phone before her or hear the conversation.She went over to her small writing desk and deliberately wrote all the things she needed to do even though they were quite clear in her mind. It was just a subterfuge in case anyone came in. She sat there for what seemed an age but was less than ten minutes. The telephone rang and she answered it immediately."Good morning, Emma. It's Sally Sharpe. What's this I hear about a lump?". It was several weeks later that Jean asked to see the pictures of her sister and as we looked through them she made comments about her sister’s appearance, the poses and locations for the shots. I asked if I could keep the pictures and she agreed on the understanding that I did not say anything about them to anyone. Having seen my sister-in-law I thought I ought to let Ian see some pictures of Jean and was wondering if I could use the same memory stick. I deleted all the pictures of Marion.