The words cut into her like a dagger, she had turned and looked at him, struggling to find a response. Finally, she asked dully, ‘Who is she?’ �...It’s Mandy.’ Mandy! Mandy was Fern’s closest friend, they had been almost like loving sisters since their high school days. They had even gone to college together. Mandy was the one who had introduced Fern to Ron and she had been the matron of honor in their wedding. How could Mandy do this to her? Fern felt her world unraveling, it was spinning and. I mean that?s enough mommy please." I almost start crying rightthen, and there as we start walking past the hair salon and out of themall.That was close thinking to myself as we leave the mall and drive home.This has been such a busy day. I hope no one sees me wearing this littlegirl's dress when we get home. We drive down our block while I lookaround and thank god I didn?t see anyone we know when we pulled in ourdriveway."Okay girl's let's get inside after we get all the bags inside. Susie had dinner with us and afterwards we all listened to some music before showering and going to bed.The rules were in bed by 9pm and lights out at 9:30 and Mum would come in and say goodnight.I was laying there reading my book when she whispered to me to have a look. She was laying on her side facing me and had her pants down and said have you seen one of these before. I said I hadn't and she came over to my bed and sat beside me and told me to touch it. I was a bit frightened but she took. She easily accommodated me by leaning back, allowing me full access to her pert breasts. I adjusted my grip, wrapping an arm around her hips, maintaining our grinding connection, while my other came up and I began to caress her breasts. They were firm, but not overly and I eagerly ran the pads of my fingers around each one, studiously avoiding her areola on my return pass. I progressed closer and closer to her nipples, finally just barely touching them. This elicited a slight moan, followed by.