"Let's go! Whathave I got to lose anyway."***As soon as I stepped out on the other side of the mirror, I noticedimmediate changes around and about me....I was clearly a whole lottaller than I'd been. Everyone seemed so small. People were lookingup at me in a way they hadn't done for several years. But the firstone that asked how the weather was up there was going to get hurt."Can I have your autograph, Mr. Harris?" asked a young boy. "Wouldyou sign your picture for me? Make it out to 'my best. She scooted along until the rough knot on the log was putting pressure against her crotch. She rocked until she felt that familiar shuddering she'd experienced several times, when she fingered herself at night, in bed. Then she leaned back and arched forward.On the walk back to the house she found herself wondering what her cousin was like now. She imagined he was probably very sophisticated, and very worldly. Not at all like the common place individual she'd turned out to be. When she mounted. —————————————————————————————————————————————————— The story starts off with a regular night that my husbands 17 year old brother comes over i never knew why he would like to come over until now. My husband had plans with his friends to go to a strip club, and i had plans to go to on of my Girlfriends house the regular drink some wine and talk about our husbands. That night i got dress in a tight little red dress, black g-string, and and a black satin bra, and matching heels. The door bell rang. Carlita's the one that has the solid claim. She's your wife. I saw you two lay claim to each other." I'd had talks with Carlita on the subject. Her comment: "I love you both. You are my husband. Brindy is my sister, no, more than that. Maybe my wife. We belong to all of us. It is love."I looked at Brindy, kissed her a few little pecks until she turned her face to mine, our eyes connecting. "It is love," I said.Brindy giggled. "It is love. That's what Lita told ME! Dave, our Carlita is leading.