The next thing I knew my mother was on the phone. I had to assure her I hadn’t been in an accident and was fine. I suggested that maybe Lori had PMS...and my mom barked at me for being rude.Lori got the phone back but I could tell she was trying to talk in code, a code I had no key to understanding. I figured Mom was hovering so I just told her I’d Skype her later that night.When I did, my sister answered wearing a bra and panties.“I was so worried you were mad,” she said.“So was Cassie.”“I know.. I was on fire. I felt nectar dribble from my flushed pussy. I had to come up for air. We were both panting when I pulled my lips back. Stephie chased after me with her lips, as though saying, “No, don’t go!” I ran my lips and tongue over her cheek and the side of her neck to show I wasn’t going anywhere. I traced my lips over the rim of her ear, making her shiver, and I whispered, “Are you okay, honey?” “Yes, oh yessss. Vickie…” I slid back to her mouth, and we came back together again, tongues. I am glad I did decide to respond to yourad." Sit down," I said.She sat down opposite me and told me that this was the first time she hadever responded to a personal ad like mine. Within a few minutes, we werechatting away like old friends. I was still quite nervous and I guess itshowed. Rubbing my arm gently, she told me to relax. Her touch was warmon my arm and my flesh burned where she had touched me. Oh, I knew thenthat I would let her touch me. But would I touch her? Would I let. “Um… Sure, ok.”She pulled out one large chocolate chip cookie betweenher long tan fingers, and then carefully handed it tome. “Thank you.” Gayle licked her thumb and finger, replying,“…welcome.” Then she plucked one out for herself.For a moment, neither of us spoke, and an uneasyfeeling came over me. I glanced at her from the cornerof my eye, watching her chew and look around, as wewaited for the talent show to start. Then she tookanother.