PART 6 The family and I spent the succeeding days skiing as a family and going snowmobiling and touring the area. At times it was just Alexis, Katrina...and I, seldom just the two of us but that was okay, and I was here to meet the family and be judged and hopefully accepted. I also accompanied the family to a couple of very elaborate Christmas parties that were part ball that their friends held in very expansive mansions. Several apparently affluent young men were present that were clearly. Sue had hair around her cunt, Jan did not. Sue’s tits were mounds just beginning to blossom into breasts. Her pink areola and her nipples were small. Jan’s breasts were perfectly formed. Jan had hard red nipples in the centre of her areola beautifully positioned at the extremity of her uplift. As I was to learn later, she more than enjoyed having her nipples played with and her breasts included in the sex play when we were making love.I imagined Sue’s breasts were now as beautiful as Jan’s,. She had, of course, confessed. Why not? Honesty was supposed to be the best policy. Apparently not, she learned.She'd spent the rest of that year in a special place for children with special needs. A 'Kiddy Nuthouse' she'd later call it. She learned very quickly two major things while she was there. Nuns have no sense of humor and honesty is never the best policy.Disturbed, deceptive, manipulative, words that were lost on a seven-year-old but keeping secrets, pretending, hiding, those she'd. I was cool with him, though I hated that he was with Kenny and I wasn’t. His name was Scott, he was a junior at the other college in our town, so he usually slept over at our place. Then Kenny started staying at his place. It was killing me, I became quite depressed, though I was trucking on with my school work. Luckily Thanksgiving break came around, so I didn’t have to deal with school work. But I started drinking more, hating when Kenny wasn’t with me, but loving that she was happy. One day.