Dad wanted to make sure they both got a fair share of the company. I gather this was not trivial."Sheila:Showering together was nice. There was no sex... though a fair amount of pinch and tickle went on. What was nice was having someone to shave my hard to see places. In return, I lathered Sean and shaved him, top and bottom. Actually, I only trimmed the pubic hair, but I had his undivided attention.Once we had dried each other, it was time for my daily ordeal with the bustier. This was made. I slid my hand down and then left and right and he did the same. I looked at him. He was taller than I, and seemed to have blonde hair, although it was hard to tell in the dimming light. I turned back to our hands. He now stopped matching my movements and with his finger traced the outlines of my hand on the glass, as if he wanted to memorize its place, its position, its look. It was as if he were touching me and I could feel my skin tingle. I wanted it to last, but was too curious. I wondered. When Lisa ran into Chet down at the Mall and he treated her like a lady really won her over easily. Of course Chet knew this, he watched for girls like Lisa. Girls on their own with with small babies. Chet was a scout for the Calcium Club, and he was kept busy out here in small towns of the mid-West."There honey," he coaxed, "let it down for me baby."His fingers traced the thick vein on Lisa's right tit, pressing gently and running down to her large brown rubbery nipple. Gently, but. . well, that would be all right too!"I saw Anna's face clear and soften as my explanation progressed, the anger fade away. When I finished, she sat silently for a few seconds, her eyes downcast, looking at her hands as she played with the dildo in her lap, turning it over, u*********sly stroking its shaft and head.Then she looked up at me."I am sorry. I misunderstood." I tried to smile and reassure her, but she brushed off my words. "I don't know why I assumed all those bad reasons for you..