"I expected that was a variable inyour plan. Also, I can't say I'd ever wondered what's under my lesbiansister's sweaters, except now I think I'm goin... to have weird sex dreamsabout it, thanks." We could invite her over? I bet she'd love to meet her new niece,"Sandra asked innocently, but knew it might be too strong teasing and abit of throwing gasoline on a fire."She's a smart enough lesbian she'd spot our relationship at the mailboxbefore even entering the house, and she's known me for long. Now get your ass away from my truck." I said it as a warning more than a threat.What a fucked up mess, I thought. I drove the truck to my house then set about more research on the Internet. It was mid afternoon when I called Jeremy. "You still want to go camping?" I asked."Yeah we leave in half an hour they are expecting two of us, but I don't suppose one more will matter," he said.When we got to the checkpoint there was a pickup truck with a sign on the door already parked there. The sign read. Chris followed Shahia out to the kitchen. As they went in the kitchen, she turned and fell into him. He caught her and gently lifted her, carrying her out to one of the lounges."You okay?" Yeah. Just so tired." Had anything to eat?"She shook her head. Chris smiled at her. "Thought that might be the case. How's pizza sound?"Her only response was grunt, and Chris decided to treat it as a yes.He watched her while he heated the pizza up in the microwave. She didn't move, just sat there staring at. Camilla told me I looked like a horny street hooker in that outfit. I laughed, saying I was ready to accept any cock we could find.The evening outside had gone very nice. We had enjoyed many, many margaritas and our heads, after some hours there, were definitely spinning. Camilla was not so fuzzy after those drinks and she said she would see us getting safely back to our hotel rooms. She and Helena were wearing some outfits even sexier than mine. We had around several men trying to buy some.