The first day we were sitting in the backyard, sunning ourselves and drinking a bottle of wine that belonged to our father. Vedanti was wearing a very...skimpy swimming suit that showed off her rather large breasts. Having gotten a little drunk on the wine, I found myself staring at her tits. It didn’t take long for Vedanti to notice my interest in her breasts. Usually a non-stop talker, she had grown quiet.Vedanti was one to talk about her sexual adventures freely and often. She worked in a hair. Tell her you’re my PA. and answer all her questions. Tell her George is working on the birth certificate. You have a permit or anything?”“Yeah, I do. Never thought I’d use it for anything. Lucy never let me drive. Good thing. Her car was a mobile wreck. It’s ringing. Hello? Sally Hernandez, please? (Pause.) Yes Ma’am, it’s his phone. He handed it to me and told me to call you.”“HI SALLY! HOW’S ROBBIE DOING?!?” I yelled, over Brenda’s shoulder.(Pause.) “She told me to tell you he’s coming home. She comes back out in the next dress. This one is longer but has a slit up the side. They both look great but she decided to get the shorter one. We now go into a lingerie store and she picks out some new thigh highs and bodysuits. She asked me if I think T would like this. She knew she was teasing me and getting me all worked up. I said of course he will. I could tell she was getting worked up too.Later that evening we are back in bed and she thanked me for going with her shopping. I said no. I poured my own cup and sat across from her. "So..." I started, dying to know if she and Colette had talked about our plan from the day before, "how are you?" I asked, having trouble thinking of any way to start the conversation.Jen looked up at me, pausing for a few seconds, then smiling, "You might want to wipe that lipstick off your neck and mouth." She laughed.I was embarrassed. It occurred to me how strange this was. If Jen was interested in me, wouldn't she be upset that Colette had just.