My sister loved German Chocolate. On my father’s birthday he was quite partial to Mom’s Rhubarb Cream Pie, warm with vanilla ice cream of course. ...Dad always stopped of at the bakery and got Mom a dessert for her birthday, I do not remember him ever getting the same dessert a second time. They were all good, but not as good as Mom’s. Dad also fixed dinner for Mom’s birthday, it helped that her birthday was in July as he always fixed something in the charcoal grill. No gas grill for Dad, this. I saw her fingers were wet and shiny. Had she been fingering herself? The naughty girl. ‘Yeah, I’m off now. Have a good day.’ I leaned close to kiss her on the cheek and saw under the dressing gown her nipples were hard and pert. She was hot and it was only 8:30am.I jumped in the car and drove around the corner. I called work and told them I would be late. I got out the car and walked back to the house. I saw my front door close as a guy walked in. I snook up to the front door and peered. She walked around campus in knee high lace up boots all the time. To add to that today she had on a black tank-top and a vinyl mini-skirt. Tonya quickly through in a Siouxsie tape she had just bought for a quarter while Candy jumped onto her bed. Tonya double checked the lock on the door, hoping Heather would be late.By the time she turned around Candy had pulled her panties to her knees and was slowly circling her own clit with her fingers. Not to be left behind Tonya pulled her skirt off,. This is magic remember and though magic is wonderful, I’m no fool, it’s just an illusion, it fades to become something fantastic from once upon a time. Your hands are cold and whilst I can’t feel it, my hair is soft and warm to the touch. Your brush it behind my ear and I screw up my face with a lopsided grin as you look at me up close. I can’t bare the scrutiny and I kiss you again, call it a distraction. I kiss you ever so gently and as you respond our eyes smile to one another, they know!.