She told mom that by the time she found us, they had already buried him. I guess mom and her dad weren’t very close and I didn’t even know he exis...ed. Ida was cute in a “hillbilly” way and not mentally all there. She would say and do inappropriate things like telling us that she lived with my grandpa and that he was hung like a horse. We all snickered at that one and I could tell that mom was ok with her. The house was a little run down but at least it was clean so we had dinner and then Ida. I turn to look at her. She has removed the cardigan and is standing there in a soft white shirt. No bra: she has perfect tangerine-sized breasts. Her nipples and areolas are plainly visible. "You like?" I don't know if she means the drawing or her body. I smile, reach back to put my hand on her neck. She comes forward, touches the tip of my nose with hers. A soft kiss on the lips before she steps back, looks at me appraisingly. "Have you ever posed nude before?" "No." I'm whispering; I still. I stammered, "Sorry, I..." "Sorry about what? I have a thing forpantyhose on my girls and I love that you wear them under jeans," Natesaid in a breathy, whisper. I blushed, being called one of his "girls"was both exciting and a bit emasculating. What was I doing on my back,kissing a Man? I started to get cold feet, after all, I am a straightguy; I like girls. "Nate, can we slow down?" I said. "I'm getting scaredhere." "Sure," Nate said, as he rolled off of me, "but, I have to tellyou. "You guys are sickening to listen to sometimes, you know that right?" Carolyn said with a grin.I leaned in to kiss Carolyn passionately. "Sorry honey, I love you too."Carolyn laughed. "I love you too, Don, but that's not the point. I'm just tired of listening to you and Ellen go on and on."Ellen smiled and smacked her sister playfully. "Well, I sometimes get tired of listening to you too, Carolyn."And then she imitated Carolyn."Oh my god, yessss, fuck me, Oh Jesus, hit me."Carolyn blushed and.