When I woke up, I noticed with interest that Rosemary had removed her bikini pants as well, and was sunbathing totally naked. Like me, she’d shaved ...ff all her pubic hair, and I could see the plump bulge of her bare mound.If that was acceptable, I was happy to follow suit. I slipped off my pants too, and rubbed a bit more cream on my genital area; sunburnt labia are no fun.As I was rubbing it in, I noticed Rosemary watching. She smiled.“I do love sunbathing naked,” she said. “There’s actually a. . it was awful. Years later, one day, one of my old friends of high school (we keep in contact by chat and such) asked me to go out to chill somewhere. I didn't wanted to stay being such a lonely shit... but it was for so long that I didn't go out that I was shaking just for the tought. I told her that I had a bussy month, but first day of next one we would go out, promise. She loled and we argued a bit, but it ended in "tell me when you're free then". I marked 4 weeks on my calendar, got. Smelled the incense.It had been a long time since she'd been in a church. She was conscious of the inappropriateness of her summer dress, with its bare shoulders and too-high hem. It was too warm to wear panties. The church ladies had stared at her.But it was so hot in the sanctuary; a line of perspiration gathered at the base of her neck, under her short red hair, and ran, tickling, down her spine.She hadn't taken her eyes off the priest throughout the mass, in case intense concentration would. " Then he turned toward where Greg was sitting. "You are one lucky son of a gun. Not just one babe in your bed, but two. It must be like living a fantasy."Greg smiled at the young man's frustration. "If you look at it that way, I guess I do. But I just know that I love them both and they love me and each other the same way."Traci gave her brother a friendly swat. "So you think your old sister is a babe, huh?" God, yes. Sis, you are the standard for sexy, as far as I am concerned. I couldn't.