The funeral is over. We have to makearrangements for your future."You fill with fury at being called a girl's name by this hateful womanyour father ha... married. "My name is not 'Lindsey!' It is John MichaelLind Saymarks the Fourth, madam!" You glare up at her deceptivelybeautiful face and see the look of triumph on it. You never liked her andthe feelings are mutual, and all during your father's illness she hadconstantly talked down to you as if you had come from common blood."Well I heard. Too bad, though. I feel like shouting it from the rooftops." Me too. Michael, what are you doing this weekend?" Nothing much, why?" My cousin Dora Kelly, you know, I was telling you about her. She's the one who told me what to do with my itching titties. Anyway, she's gonna be in town, staying with me for the next week. I would love to bring her over to meet you. I'm sure you'll like her too. I guess it's not very practical though, what with your parents being here and all." That's no problem.. Lola was a participant in the clandestine activity that we planned for the whole week.Seema and i took bath together in the bathroom. We washed each other and soaped each other and licked each other and explored each other and ended up making passionate love under the shower. We rolled off on the floor, exhausted and after sometime, we again took bath.We came out and rubbed each other with her towel that smelt of her body odour and again got down to necking and kissing. We made love again on. I open my eyes to see that she was kissing his neck and giving him a hand-job under the water. Our eyes met and he just smiled at me and closed his eyes. I could feel my own cock hardening. They were a very attractive couple in their early 20's. He started to play with her big tits while she jerked him, and full exposed them for me to see. Again he just smiled at me. I reached my hand down my swimming suit and pulled out my cock and started to masturbate while I watched them. He knew.