We can never go back to that way of life again. We even apologized to Lisa for reverting to our old ways earlier this week at the office. She told us ...hat she hardly knows us anymore. This is all because of a whipping someone gave us.”I laughed and replied, “I never touched either one of you. You whipped each other.”Nahla smiled as she stated, “I seem to remember someone making us do it. We would have never done that if we didn’t have too.”I held up my hands, “Ok, ladies, I surrender. Would you. More like girlfriends than Mother/daughter."She paused and took a breath. "Part of me, the very large protective Mother part of me, isn't really sure that Melissa climbing into bed with you is the best thing for my little girl, but the rest of me knows that you didn't really need to come here, or ask my permission, to make that happen. And, to be brutally honest, given the Melissa I have been living with the past week, the sooner you do make it happen the better it will be for the rest of this. That day while taking bath, I was remembering by brothers penis and while rubbing soap in my body, I started fantasizing about my brother and slowly started playing with my nipples and then gradually my hand reached my pussy and I started rubbing my clitoris and eventually reached an orgasm. I felt really happy and satisfied, and I don’t know why, but I didn’t have any guilt feeling imaging about my brother.I came out and then we had lunch and thought of sleeping again as it was cold outside,. It helped a lot. First, it told me that neither of them cared. I was still the same old Jasmine, just batting for both teams. Second, it made me feel safe. Like I could trust them. Maybe that even meant they’d have my back if someone got shitty with me. That gave me a confidence I hadn’t felt in ages. It put the world into a whole new perspective for me, made me feel like it was my oyster again. I was now in a place to start coming to terms with my sexuality, and I was happy about that. Then,.