What the hell? So we soaped each other ... big deal, right? It was mostly about touching the girls, you know?" Oh, of course." Were you OK with it, Te...?" Yeah, absolutely. It was different, but I was fine with it." The girls seemed to get a big kick out of it." Yeah they did. Man, speaking of getting a kick out of it, that was another wild scene. I mean, both our girls was lying naked, masturbating in front of us." No shit. Wild indeed, Ted My Man." Did you um ... did you get a good look at. Arms around one another, it started with Sandra kissing my neck, moving up to kiss my cheek. And then she moved over, her lips questioning mine. I started returning my sister's kisses. We danced in a delicate garden. We moved so slowly, just barely touching. I leisurely shifted a hand down from the back of her shoulder, sliding down and over to cup her closest breast. I felt its core softness through what felt like 27 layers of clothing.Even together, entwined, it was still too cold to take any. {Have you seen the new Avengers movie?} Steven asked.{Yes I liked it,} Jean-Claude smiled, {I am thinking about taking my wife to see it this weekend.}{You didn’t watch it with her?} Steven asked.{No I took my son and she was doing something for her parents,} Jean-Claude shrugged his shoulders, {But my mother can watch my boy this weekend for us so we can have a date.}{Oh,} Steven sighed, {I would love to have a date with the Black Widow. What about you Professor? Have you seen the movie?}{I am. Clearly we were expected. We were greeted by a tall, broad-shouldered, heavily made-up woman wearing a skimpy maids’ outfit comprised of a pink satin dress, pink seemed stockings, white high heeled pumps, and topped by a frilly lace cap perched atop long, cascading red hair. Despite the fact that her breasts were undoubtedly hers, it seemed apparent that she had not been born with them. I knew at once that my hostess had spent at least part of her life as a man. I was instantly excited. We were.