His hands were fondling high up under my skirt, reaching for my bottom along the smooth nylon of my pantyhose. His fingers found the band of my pantyh...se and began tugging them down."You'll never get them off. Let me use the bathroom first." I whispered hoarsely.I went into the bathroom and turned on the faucet, an adolescent habit to hide the sound of tinkling. Been doing that since high school, too, I thought ruefully.I stripped off my pantyhose and paused to think about the panties. I left. “Well, isn’t this a fine mess. Heading out for a trip, and just abandoning things here.”“Really?” I asked. “You better have your bags packed, or we’ll leave without you.”He shook his head. “Not a chance of that. Although I’m a little concerned about that phone call I received this morning. Attempted bribery of a federal judge?”Ramona looked startled at his comment. I just laughed. “Earl hasn’t had the amount of time with us that you have. It’s not bribery if I’m simply bringing another. Jons mom said see would give me a ride to school as I rushed to get ready. When I heard Jon’s dad say, “I’ll give him a ride” my heart raced and my pulse quickened. The thought of being alone with him again made me both nervous and excited. In a very short time, Jon’s dad had introduced me to some unbelievable sexual experiences. I craved more.As soon as we got in his car, I could feel sexual tension in the air. It seemed as if I could sense his lust and he could sense mine. When he mentioned. Disgusting pig.He blinked as he stared at Alison and me. My fifteen-year-old sister pressed her body against mine, her round breasts rubbing on my arm and back, her nipples hard. I felt her bush tickling my hip. Her body tensed, like she was bristling.“What the fuck?” Dad groaned. “Why are you naked? Fucking little shit? And your sister, too?”“She has his juices leaking out of her, Dad!” Livie whined, trembling. “It’s so gross. They were having sex! Sex!”“Yes, we were!” Alison snapped. “Sisters.