"But damn!You look really good all dressed up like that! I wouldn't have known,except for seeing you with your mother." Thanks, but don't tell anyone....This is sort of a test for me." I don't think anyone would believe me if I did tell! By the way, what doI call you?" Natalie," I said with a smile, "but tell me, everyone thinks you're thisgreat big tough guy, so why is it that you aren't..." I am a great big tough guy, at least that's what I want everyone tothink, but I don't bother girls,. ." Yes. And what were the three of you going to do to him?"Billy caught my tone with that one and hung his head."I dunno," he replied.I reached out and put my hand on his shoulder and he looked up me."I think it's great that you guys stuck together," I told him. "But you don't want to start a fight with Jesse just because there are more of you than him." I know," he moped. "Fighting is wrong." Not necessarily," I replied. That caught Billy's attention. "There's a time and a place for it. Like. Naked. Having sex. Oh, god, what a sicko I am. It was a guilty pleasure that I kept in my mind. Hey, it's just a crazy fantasy, right? I would imagine Chelsea, with her tiny A cup titties on her small boyish frame lying naked by Abby's long and leggy body with her and fuller breasts. In my fantasies they licked each others pussies and made each other cum again and again. I was dreaming about my own daughter having lesbian sex with her best friend. I must truly be a pervert. I used this image. Now her nipples were more pea sized and hard as rocks as soon as I touched them. Strange for a second but I didn't really think too much of it because when she was pregnant they had changed a bit then. I just chalked it up to not touching them for a while. So anyway, I began kissing her neck and reached down between her legs. Odd, she was wearing shorts but no panties. She usually wore panties and a t-shirt to bed. No big deal, she had been drinking so I quickly left that thought. I reached.