On the landing is a large framed print of Jen and me, naked and entwined, on a grand Victorian loveseat.“That’s my partner, Jenifer.”“You’re...lesbians?”“Yes.”“Brian says it’s a sin and that you’ll burn in hell.”“Maybe Brian is an ignorant bigot,” a statement that was out of my mouth before I could help myself.“I’m sorry, I never meant to offend you. I will leave now.” Sally backs slowly towards the stairs.Quickly I grab her hand and lead her to the bathroom.“No, you need help, and this is just. I told Barbara to have a seat on the stool as I started snapping some pictures. I spent about 15 minutes taking various poses when I asked Barbara, " What did you have in mind with your comments earlier." "Are you interested in more erotic modeling?" Sure, why not," she replied. "Okay, then",I said, "pull those bikini bottoms aside. Let me see your pussy." Without hesitating Barbara took one finger and pulled the flimsy bikini bottoms aside exposing her cunt for me to see. I snapped a couple. He was standing near. “Are you going into the pool,” he asked. “In a minute,” I said. He disrobed and now was in a skin tight suit. “A bronze god,” I thought looking at him now and surely he was or could have been that. Indeed. I glanced at his legs, thighs, his hips, chest, arms…the bulge in his suit…I caught my breath again! Then he dived into the pool and swam to the foot of the falls letting waters cleanse him…he swam back to where I was…”The water is so refreshing,” he said,. .?...It's not what good girls do, Not how they should behave...?... her eyes fixed on Ayla’s as she let the loose pants fall, dancing out of them as she drifted back to the centre of the dance floor. Her smile turned to a broad grin of disbelief at her own actions. ?Who is that!? she thought - it was like she was watching someone else completely!Her nipples, she realised, were even stiffer now, and poking more impertinently through the thin linen of her blouse. Looking down, she decided it.