I was very careful not to cut her. She was giggling. “All done. Your pussy looks beautiful now. Let me get a hand mirror for you to see.” I went...on my wife’s vanity table and took her mirror and went back to Ashley on the bed. I then put the mirror in front of her pussy so she could see. “See how much better it looks?” “It does look much neater. Thank you, sir.” I then spread her legs and started to kiss her pussy. I moved my tongue up and down her pussy. I rubbed at her clitoris. This was. And Amanda had wished it! She closed her eyes. She had wished the girl dead so she could have her brother to herself! And! No ... no, she hadn't caused this. That was stupid. Just like she had been stupid. Stupid to be jealous just because her brother also wanted a friend his own age. It wasn't like SHE was going to sleep with him! He needed playmates too, just like she had Sirenia and Wendi. And, now...Amanda reached a hand up and stroked her brother's cheek."Oh, Kine ... did ... did you love. Not long after, a woman with her breasts overspilling the bodice of her gown exited the brothel. She lifted her eyebrows as she looked over the group around the wagon, but continued across the street, her hips swaying. After a brief conversation, the prostitute returned to the brothel and the guardsmen went on their way. Raven returned and nodded toward the door while addressing the women. “They’re drawing baths. Alice will let you in on the details. We’ll be at the Leaping Wench just down the. Her Mummy wasthe one that love came from . Because he was a boy he didn't get that loveand attention.Simples! She thought..except it wasn't. She tried to see asituation where an older girl might get that same love and attention.Given the way Katie had looked last night .she could certainly get thatlove from a girl. That love was available but it was called Lesbian love.She tried to imagine her and Katie in that situation and blushed at thevery thought of it. Or should that have been blushed.