Now, looking at the photos, I see that my little girl is anything but innocent. Evidently the girls spent all night putting on slutty make up and dre...sing in the skimpiest outfits they could create, only to take pictures of each other for their profiles. There was one picture of the two girls in cheerleader outfits that they had no doubt modified. The skirts barely covered the bottom of their panties. Rebecca was standing behind Allie, pulling Allie's skirt up so you could see her. As we made our way to the sunning deck – a large area at the front of the yacht, with soft flat cushions covering the whole bow – Warren saw us and called out, “Oh, good, Jenny – I see you’ve met Claire.”I called out, “Yes, we’ve met. We’re headed to the deck up front to lay out for a while.”He said, “Sounds good. I’ll join you both in a bit.”It was an absolutely gorgeous day…..sunny, warm, and very little breeze. Claire and I wasted no time setting out our blankets, and pulling out the oil.. I took off my panties and night shirt, threw back the covers and basically mauled my tits until I had a wonderful cum. Then I got up, sat at my desk and examined my pussy. Although I was far from a virgin in my previous life I had never taken the time to really examine the wonders of womanhood. I pulled out a mirror from my vanity and examined myself. I had a little bit of hair above my pussy; I could use to tidy up a bit. I had nice lips. My clit was prominent and hooded. I parted my pussy. Then Beth and I sat in the steam room and giggled while my mom had a mud bath, joking that if we stayed in there too long that our breasts would disappear. Mom thought Beth and I were old enough to get waxed and so we got our first taste of that painful experience. When the woman at the spa asked Beth and I if we wanted Brazilian waxing we both looked at her clueless. Mom stepped in and told us what that meant, and without missing a beat told the attendant that a simple bikini-line wax would be.