. but we'll save that for another time," Collette stated. "Suffice it to say, Aunt Jackie drove over because she was worried about mom, and walked in ...n us!" Oh my god!" Mandy and I both said in unison. "She didn't!" Oh yeah, she did!" Dad grinned almost stupidly. "I think I was horny for three days after hearing about it," he added, and then dropped it, unwilling to continue on even though Mandy and I both pressed for the details."Later," mom said ending the discussion. "Now then ... you want. We were still the same height. My long blonde hair was the same length and style as hers. My C cup breasts were close enough to hers that we'd have to be side by side to tell the difference. I did have more pubic hair than she did, but that was easily corrected. I went to the bathroom and trimmed mine down until it matched hers. My pussy looked a lot like hers too, although I suspect mine was a lot tighter and less abused. I envied her manicure and pedicure. It was going to take me an. I thought I’d try a little mental telepathy of my own. Iconcentrated on the shape of her face. Could I influenceher dreams? I imagined plugging into her subconscious,my thoughts zooming down her neural pathways, firing offsynapses, like some sort of cyberpunk loose in acomputer network. Constructing a theater of the mind forher. I imagined invisible hands, tracing across thematerial of her dress, lifting it up, delicately tracingup her knee, her inner thighs. Until I found her panties,. .." Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" I said slyly."Maybe we could have some three-way fun." Brenda reached over and ran her hand down between my legs."Is that all you think about?" I said, pushing her away."Oh, and you don't? " "Mrs. Cummings," I said with difficulty as Brenda played with me. "We'd love to help you out. Just sent Lisa on over and don't worry about a thing. She'll be in good hands."Brenda laughed out loud at that last comment and I found it hard to keep a straight face until.