“Let's go and sit down,” she whispered, and kissed me tenderly. “We should take it slowly or it will all be over too quickly and we've waited fo... it so long.”We sat together on the settee.“I know you had Maureen,' she said. “How did that go?”“She's a strange one,” I confided.“Always has been,” Sheila said of her younger sister. “She said you were trying to watch the football.”“England were playing,” I explained. “And she wanted to watch as much as I did. It all got a bit confusing and she sort. I would run home from school, Mother and I would do ournails, and in the morning I would wake up and remove the polish. Eachday, I got a little better at it. By the end of the week, I thought Iwas doing a very good job! I felt like I was almost ready to trypainting Mother's nails!On Friday, when I got home from school, we painted our nails as usual.But we used a very pale color, called Ballet Slippers. It was barelynoticeable, but very pretty and feminine. I had a feeling that Motherpicked. It isn’t strictly necessary to read the earlier chapters but some of this won’t make sense if you don’t so I hope you will! More plot development here. I should say that all the talk about IVF etc, is simply for plot development – I have no real knowledge of the procedures or the possibilities.) Chapter 4.03: Worry and some comfort? Unfortunately, Jo wasn’t in when I got home. She’d left me a message on the answerphone to say that she had to do a quick changeover and work a late shift at short. Feeling warmer from drinking her coffee, Wendy turned her attention to Tiffany and Abby. Tender kisses were shared, hems pulled up, legs spread and then tops removed for her to suckle two pairs of firm, young breasts.Karen had her fun, slipping her tits from her dress and a hand exploring between her legs. She moved more to her left and guided Dan’s hand between her legs. “I’m glad the Maxima has an automatic transmission, so you can keep fingering my pussy.” She pulled down the zipper on his.