There they stripped to their underwear and ran a bath. I went to the kitchen and fixed everyone drinks. I returned to the bathroom with their drinks t... find the girls together in my bath. As they sat in the warm water, legs entwined, sipping their drinks, I reached in and began to rub soap over their beautiful young bodies. Pretty soon I had both their bras off and was soaping both girls breasts at the same time.Soon I reached down and slid both girls' panties off their hips and dropped them. I did when my mom died two years ago.’ That was a nice recovery: revealing, truthful, but sort of a generic New York thing to do and say. ‘And, Sandi, what makes you think I don’t think about my mother? I think about her every day. I can’t believe you said that.’ I felt warm, but an angry, flushed warm. Her eyes watered and she looked 15 years old then, not 25. ‘I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. Did I? I’m just a little on edge about them leaving. We’ve always been close. Forgive me?’. He was notorious in the neighborhood for nosing into every crotch that came his way. And unlike his species, he'd made friends with the Mailman who lived next door, to provide him with another available crotch. My eyes exploded open when my hand encountered, not the fur I expected, but, rather a mass of soft curly hair, mounded over my crotch. As I looked down, the mound raised up, and I was looking into a pair of huge Hazel eyes, under fine, light red, eyebrows.I'd better back up a little. "As a girl, you need to start caring about your appearance," she said. "I'll get you some hair products, but you need to promise you'll use them every day."You nodded."If I ever don't smell all the fragrances I bought you in your hair, you're grounded. If I ever see you not wearing makeup, you're grounded."It seemed like only a few days later when your mom confronted you again."Your legs look like they're covered with fur," said your mom. "As a girl, I expect your skin to be smooth and.