You tell me what you like, I will do thatI got so excited! I slowly drew her close and held her hand. I touched her soft fingers, ran my fingers throu...h her forearm, touched her shoulders and slowly pulled her towards me and hugged her. The soft hug slowly became tighter and tighter. I could feel her breathing heavily. Her soft melons are now getting slightly crushed in my chest.I put my hands around her waist and slowly rubbed her. She also put her fingers through my hair and caressed my hair. Mother had simply sat on the bed and watched as her "daughter" received a make over. Patricia gave me a pedicure and painted my toenails as my fingernails dried. Hazel took a pair of tweezers and painfully plucked my eyebrows. When I objected, she said she was only doing a minimum amount of shaping. When they had finished, I looked in the mirror and would have sworn, if I had not have known better, that there was an attractive girl looking back at me. Mother had tears in her eyes as she stood. "Let's go to bed," Sam said and reached her hand down to Sally, helping her to her feet. Then, Sam had to grab her as her knees almost buckled. She helped her up the stairs and into bed and then crawled in next to her. They fell asleep in each other's arms. It was only 7 P.M. It had been a very busy and enlightening day for both women.Sam was reveling in a sensuous dream. Warm hands were gently squeezing her breasts, forcing a moan from her lips. Hands seemed to be coming from all directions,. She departed the table, and Tara chastised Sean. “You might have warned me that she was coming.”“You’re the one I want to see coming,” he whispered, ignoring her tone.She was trying to be annoyed at him, but his hand was back on her thigh. And then under her skirt. He pressed his hand against her thigh, signaling that she should spread her legs a bit. She did, and was rewarded with his hand on her clitoris. Again, her eyes closed voluntarily and she was lost in his touch.“Here she comes,” Sean.