I’m sure everyone else is waiting for us to show up for lunch.”I scoffed. “When they start to get worried, they’ll send someone in to turn on ...he lights and rip the blankets off the bed,” I told her. “Until then, the least we can do is make some noise and let them know we’re still alive.”She giggled a little and then turned onto her back so she could look at me in the dim light of the room. “Thank you so much for last night,” she said solemnly. “It meant so much to me.”I smiled at her and. After he helped me back to my feet, he headed down to the basement, telling me to join him after I was done cleaning up. I assumed he meant the dishes as well as my sticky legs and pussy. I took a quick shower, and put on a sheer black lingerie top, but nothing else. Clean and refreshed, I bounded down the steps to find my uncle fussing with some kind of harness with two rubber plugs attached to it. At first, I hardly noticed his new rocket launcher standing on the floor vertically, in front. It was turning into such a fine family home that I rang Ian at work one Thursday in March and asked if I could meet him alone. We arranged to meet at a pub not far from his office. I arrived first and the pub was very quiet but warmed by a log burner. I was standing at the bar when Ian walked in and I bought him a drink before we moved to a table and sat.Ian didn’t waste any time. “So, Mark,” he said after taking a sip of his drink, “why did you want this meeting?”“It’s nothing really… well, it. Carol, do you have any nice dressesthat would fit your sister?" She was looking at me. I looked at Carol tosee a slight nod and I said yes.The three of us female members of the Phelps family went upstairs topick out a dress for Rebecca. I found a red spandex mini dress thatwould fit her slightly smaller figure. Inger held it up to Becky's bodyand told her how pretty it would look on her. "Now, just slip out ofyour sweater and jeans." I thought about leaving the room as Rebeccarevealed her sexy.