Spent, I lay sprawled, naked on my bed while I tried to catch my breath and the blood still pulsed to my pussy, feeling like a second heart beat. I ha... made a mess, and now I hardly had any time at all before I was supposed to be next door. I jumped back in the shower to rinse off the sticky traces of my orgasm. After getting out of the shower I ran a brush through my long brown curly hair and left it wild, no time to try and tame it. Trying not to over think my decision, I chose a simple light. ..should I be...dressed up?" Only if you want to, but if you're asking me, then I would say yes. Howelse can she get to know you better?"In the morning I stared at the dress, but went to breakfast withouttouching it. Dad told us he would be at the gallery all day, makingarrangements, then, just before he left he told me, with a sad tone inhis voice, that he hoped that Mary and I could still be friends. Me too.After he left, Grandma asked me what I had decided. When I told her thatwould rather. Checked out the other one. Same crap. Went to put it back in its case and saw that the case had another DVD in a separate slot. No title on this one but it did have a date from last summer. Hmm.Holy shit! I mean, double holy shit!I don't know what surprised me more. That Jeff--my "little" brother, mind you--had a dick that looked about a foot long from what I could see of it, or that the woman skewered on top of said dick was Mom. Not only that, they were in the very same garden where I'd done. Maybe he was just role-playing.I thought to myself, what would my BFF, Tiffany, do? I knew what she would do: she would just get it out in the open and face the consequences. I set my glass on the counter, took Gregg’s glass from his hand, and set it on the counter. I put both of my arms around his neck. He responded by wrapping his arms around my waist. I moved my head in and whispered quietly into his ear, “That was so sweet, but you do know I’m not a real woman, don’t you?”He turned his.