"Please, PLEASE don't tell her, I didn't even do anything, really" His eyebrow raised at that, he swept his glance down my body. "Honest, we were ju...t kissing!!" I looked up at him, blue eyes huge, sincere, and frightened. Never mind that it wasn't exactly the truth. "Don't bullshit me Tara, you don't even have a shirt on! " My father spoke sharply and then he shocked me by taking hold of the front of my bikini between his thumb and forefinger, his finger slipping between my tits to do it,. Shaking my head, I was about to push it closed when there, sitting on the bed was Jenni, her naked back to me. She was talking to someone out of my eye sight, I couldn't hear what she was saying.And then I saw who she was talking to. Amanda from a few doors down, walked into the bedroom. She is slightly older than Jenni, was black hair and is tall, much taller than Jenni's five feet five. Until this moment, I hadn't thought of Amanda in any sexual context. She just didn't appeal to me, but,. Not because of the dancing, not because of the fact itwas fancy dress but because of the theme. For some strange reason boththe club's president and secretary had requested that everyone dress ascharacters from Disney movies. Now I am, admittedly, not a fan ofDisney movies. But my older sisters were over the moon and excitedlydiscussed which Disney Princesses they were going to dress up as andmade their plans accordingly. And unfortunately for me those plans werebound to include me in some. With her other hand, Pat resumed caressing the cheeks of Betsy's bottom, still centering on the anus where the partially inserted finger was wiggling back and forth, now inside to the first knuckle. She slid it back out."I'll come back to that." Pat promised, giving Betsy a smoky look. "I'll make it feel real good for you." She began to stroke the vaginal opening now, circling it the way she had the anus, prodding and pushing, causing it to secrete lubricant as her sister's sexual arousal.