You don’t even have to be sworn in with your hand on a Bible. There are no laws saying you have to. It can be on a Koran or the Book of Mormon or a ...et of car keys. I settled for the small King James Version bible I had received as a gift from my godmother after my confirmation. That was back in the days when I still lived at home and Hamilton hadn’t totally gone crazy yet.We didn’t get silly. We asked Suzie if she wanted to come down with her family for the fun and games. She had a good laugh,. He looked over the new lingerie he had bought and picked out a beautiful black lace with bright pink trim, bra, panties, garter belt and matching stockings. His taste in what he was going to dress in is nicer lingerie than I have I thought. He put the panties on first and when they were on, his crotch area looked like puffy, delicious pussy lips. My hand within my panties was now furiously rubbing my own pussy lips and clit. My moaning was gaining in tempo and volume. At that moment I would. His hands carefully caressing my belly, he kept talking but in all honestly I have no idea what he was saying, his words were just a blur. My nipples were as hard as little pebbles before he even reached my breasts. His fingers pinched them carefully from outside of my bathing suit - and even in the water I could feel my rosebud getting moist. He reached under my top and massaged my breasts tenderly, he has such soft hands. My rosebud was throbbing again, it felt like it was going to jump out. . a total knockout who exuded pure estrogen!“Close your mouth, Jack! You see me naked all the time; it can’t be that much of a shock!”“Good God, Sis! What are you wearing for panties? I can’t see a thing!”Meg slowly reached down and pulled the mini up the three inches needed to show me that there was no panty line because she wasn’t wearing any. Somehow that peek at her waxed mound and vulva, although I’d seen them many times over the past weeks, was the single most erotic thing I’d ever.