At the party the other night she had acted like nothing was different, and now this. I knew she had to have planned this since she asked me to lunch. ... realized I had to say something, "Are you still going out with that fireman... ?" I was unable to remember his name.Without looking up she said, "Yes, but I would give him up in a second if you asked me too."Again, silence!"What brought this on?" I was trying to act calm, but was sure everyone in the restaurant noticed that my attractive cousin. I told him that most adults play with themselves too. I told him that I still did it, and I had been playing with myself since daddy had left us. I explained to him that when boys and girls grow up, they play with each other and that’s normal too.Tommy asked me how I could play with myself when I had nothing to play with. I explained that all girls have a place between their legs and because it was covered with hair, it was hard to see. I told him it was called a Pussy and the Pussy had two. The panties made mylegs seem to go on forever. Without a word, Mom went to the bed andheld up the corsolet, and I stood there as she fastened me into it,then made the laces tight, drawing my waist down to 24 inches again."That should do it Carol. Now you're ready to do battle in the wideworld of jealous men and envious women." Huh?"The men will look at you and wish they were Franks age while the womenwill remember when they were young and become envious of your beauty."It was the first time Mom. It looked like a common room for parties. There must be a bathroom here, I thought. Sure enough, just past the entrance was a short corridor leading to men's and women's facilities. These doors were also held open by wooden doorstops. For privacy, I kicked the doorstop out and entered a lavish bathroom that looked ready for business. Not only were there three toilets, three urinals, and three washbasins but a large flat area for diaper changing and a glass-enclosed shower. I did my business.