Beau had flown down from Wallingford and stayed at the plantation. Libby and her sorority little sister were in France. They were taking classes at th... Cordon Bleu like Lib had. It was Libby's second summer of classes at the famous cooking school. Libby's little sister also took art classes, and Libby took an advanced international banking class. Since Libby didn't date, she had time for both the class and cooking school. They went native, in that they only spoke French, dressed like they were. Nothing special really, just my aunt Kay tied spread-eagled to her own large bed. On her face was again the pools of come, some of which was sliding between her lips. But behind the bed was a mirror, and reflected in it was my cousin Greg, naked with a camera up to his face as he took the picture.It was all real!My cousin Greg was fucking his own mother, my aunt Kay. I looked again and again at all the photos. My body was extremely excited and I knew I was trembling.Greg remained quiet and. .. all butt." He winked at her, then quickly turned and walked away, whistling.Agatha rushed to her seat, hoping to hide her face which had turned three shades of red. She could still feel her classmates staring at her, wondering what the handsome, rich jock had said to make a nerd like her smile and blush.After school, Agatha decided to walk home. As she turned the corner to her street, she saw a familiar car approaching. She had a sinking feeling as the car began to slow down. Agatha saw Bree. Jimmy just had timeto notice that she had made herself a natural blonde before she turnedslowly, giving a full revolution to the camera. Her ass was the mostperfect peach he had ever seen, tight, pert and round, her legs silkysmooth and at least 3" longer than before the transformation. Jimmy hadto lean on the workbench for support."So, what do you think, stud?" she asked, turning to face Jimmy andcrossing her arms under her massive breasts and thrusting them up athim, and giggled."Wha- Wha-.