.. This bodyfelt like a pair of really good jeans. Tight, but flexible.Comfortable, but tough. For a moment I thought about the woman in theTreasure P...lace who had given me the VCR. She'd said something abouthow good her body felt. Maybe there was a right kind of body foreveryone. Maybe Katie...Before I cold finish the thought, the door to the bedroom popped open."Katie, are you here?" My mom said as she stepped into the room.I whirled around toward her, my arms still stupidly raised above. I also wanted to see what we could do about the kitchen. I saw the improvement in my two in the short time we'd known Jack and Jill and I put a lot of it down to the way they were treated. Not as adults so much, but as people. So many adults treat a child like a pest or a nuisance to send away to do something else. Until recently, I'd been in that last category. A lot. It wasn't on purpose; it was a matter of not knowing any better. There was no reason I couldn't get all three of them to wash. “Ughhhhh.”“Cause, I could jack the boys off better than any of the other girls. All the boys tried to get me to go out with them cause I knew how to make them feel good.”“Carmen!” he gasped as the heat of her palm scorched him through the netting.“I think you want me to make you feel good, don’t you?” she teased, sliding her hand up his length to cover the swollen head of his prick.“Oh, Carmen,” he gushed as the air rushed from his lungs.“Do you want your step-mother to make your cock feel. Look, I know where you stand on the matter," she comforted, recalling one of their late night conversations. The poor girl was feeling so torn between her unrealistic Catholic upbringing and her needs as a young woman that she finally compromised on her views about sex. She couldn't see inflicting her first time hang-ups on her future husband on their wedding night. That'd be just too cruel-to both of them! So she compromised. Decided that she'd hold off on having sex at least until her 18th.