Her breathing got faster, her mouth was open. She watched herself rubbing her clit as if she were either amazed or horrified by how good it felt, but ... could tell she had indeed done this before. She began letting out tiny little moans and her hips started moving in a slow circular thrusting motion. When I felt she might finish soon I pretended to wake up. She stopped abruptly and became very still.”Are you ok?” I asked, acting half asleep.“Yeah, I’m just... scratching,” she said.“Ok, If you’re. "I'm afraid 'Sorry' won't do, this time," I said, in my best 'Dad' mode. "You need to understand that when we are outside of this house, you cannot break the law, period. As long as you are a minor, you must behave within the limits set for you, both by society and by your Mom and, now, me. Sometimes you will be allowed to push some of those limits like you did today. You and Sally had all the freedom that you wanted to behave as cockteasers. I didn't object to anything you did, however. I won't punish you for what you just did. Five or six more of the babies will do the same thing." She just cleaned up my mess and put me in a clean diaper.I was then placed in a crib and I went to sleep.The next thing I knew. The pilot was announcing our arrival in Washington DC.The director's voice was back. "Don't worry about your adopted parents. We will be checking on each of you off and on. Then upon you eighteenth birthday you will receive the trust fund from the $20,000 a year. After 10 minutes or so, the siblings chatting the whole time, the brother pointed farther out into the bay, and they started walking out deeper, indicating she should follow. She did; they walked out into the bay until they were neck deep, having to jump in the water as waves came by.The brother turned to face his sister, looking over her shoulder to their parents, maybe 50 meters away on the beach. They were talking quietly, giggling, so Micol went over them, the 3 of them bouncing up and down.