Im disappointed an sad because I dont like to share my little girl. I tell you its fine and that Ill be looking forward to tomorrow! So you get ready...and your friends show you and yall leave! I think of what I want to do to you tomorrow and get our things ready and watch tv and wait on you to get back home. Its getting late and around 12:50 and your not home yet so I start to worry. I get a call and its you and you say that your going to spend the night with your friend . That you will be. She knew that if Pete only gave her half a glance, he'd see her hard firm nipples poking visibly against the solid-colored material of her blouse."Hi, Pete," Sam said as she tried to appear normal and yet watch to see what Pete was doing."Hey, Sam, how was school today?" Pete asked as he came and peered over her shoulder to see what she was getting ready for dinner. It was then that Pete picked up on a distinctive aroma of her cologne that Samantha had put on her neck, and in between her. "Brad, don't be angry! You smell so good, you must be wearing a new scent... um... aftershave. I love that smell!" Her eyes were big, her pupils dilated as though she were on drugs. I knew damn' well she wasn't, not Clemmie.My inner nasty self surfaced. I could feel what I wanted, and my big penis was beginning to throb."Clemmie, are your panties wet?" I asked, watching her face. A huge smile split it."Oh yes, I'm sopping, Brad. Can't you smell me?" She spread her legs and raised her starched. I assured them that whatever they had brought with them would be just fine since we don't insist that everyone dress for dinner like Katie and Margie do, but they are still upset."I could take them to town to look for dresses this afternoon, if that's all right," she told me. I was a bit surprised by what she had said, but had expected something like it since the Sisters had been so upset last night. Upset enough that they had forgotten about sex."I knew they were upset about not having dresses.