My silence gave away my struggle. I was lucky, she didn't want a directanswer yet."I think you might need some time to think about what I'm asking you...todo, but I think you know deep down what you really want. How do thoseclothes feel?"She recognized my discomfort, and knew I didn't like it. Weeks ago Iwould have given anything to be back in these clothes every day. Nowsuddenly I was in a sort of femininity withdrawal, like it was addictiveto feel the freedom of a skirt and the softness of a. It started out just the two of us going to a pub called ‘Three Wise Monkeys’, but she asked if it would be ok for her friend, Yoko, to join us.I told her, “Sure, no problem. It’ll be fun, we have a lot in common.”I’m thirty-four-years-old, Mayuko is thirty-six and Yoko, forty-one. Mayuko and I had been having sex as we had been dating for almost five months.That night I was dancing with both girls and Mayuko asked me, “Is it okay if I kiss Yoko?”“Sure,” I told her. Why would I have any. I looked at her but her eyes were closed, and as I watched, I saw him stroke her bottom, then ease his hand in between her thighs.My daughters eyes flickered momentarily, and his hand moved in and out of her. I felt as if I should stop him as it looked more like sexual abuse than an internal.Seeing the concern and the agitation on my face he smiled and said, 'Should not be long now', then he looked at my daughters bottom as he parted her cheeks and just put his finger all the way up her bottom,. "ahhh this feels nice" said Nicole as the warm waters bubbling around her relaxed her every muscle. "so about last night..." said Amy. "what?" Nicole said coldly remembering how weird she felt with her sister touching her like that. "I'm really sorry, I don't know what I was doing...come give me a hug" said Amy acting very apologetic. "okay...but please never do that again" said Nicole as she swam over to her sister to give her a hug. Little did Nicole know under all the bubbles Amy had been.