“May I go to the toilet please miss?” she said to the girl, who looked surprised but nodded.“Of course, it’s through there.” and pointed to ... door; I leaned forward and said softly.“Mum, you don’t have to ask if you can go, just go, you’re out now, you can do what you like.”“I forgot, all right?” she snapped, but when she came back, she laid a hand on my shoulder and said simply, “Sorry.”“S’okay mum,” I smiled. “It’ll take some getting used to.”Our meals came then, and she looked at her's in. Linda and I would laugh like school girls as we helped him.Keith asked us both just what we were up too? I told him the truth. That I thought it was a good idea if someday the three of us made love together alone with no one knowing but us. I told him Sara treated Linda like dirt and she deserved better.”Is that true?” Keith asked Linda.Linda told him shyly that Sara did treat her badly. As to making love with us, the thought had been placed in her mind. Ms. K had placed it there. However, she. ?. She turned back to her friend and kept talking. I was about to leave when she interrupted herself and said that her feet hurt. She pulled off her stilettos and put her feet up on the low coffee table, stretching her legs out. She was wearing dark, shiny stockings or pantyhose. ?Mmm, that’s better.? she said, wiggling her toes. ?I hope my feet don’t smell?? she asked her friend. ?It’s funny how they tend to smell more when I’m wearing nylons. Is it the same with you?? ?Oh yes,? the other girl. Oh you couldn’t say his stories were exactly pornagraphic, but those passages were always enough to give a fourteen year old boy a nice hardon.Suddenly his door burst open. and he saw his stepsister peek inside announcing to him, “Tommy I made some cookies. If you want...”Unfortunately for Tommy, the paper back wasn’t large enough to hide the panties he had been holding against his face.Now noticing the object in his left hand, she yanked the door wider and walked to the foot of the bed.