She slid over and lie next to me, we kissed passionately and desperately. She had dirty blonde hair, sun tanned skin, she was a runner, tight bodied. ...he had the abdominal lines on her stomach and b breasts. I am wearing only boxers which she relieves me of. She begin to work me with her hand. I break our kiss and begin nipping, down her cheek, her neck, all the way to her breast. Sun tanned breasts wiht brown nipples.I remove her hand so I can move further down. Her belly, her naval, her hip,. Ready for breakfast?" She forced a cheerful smile and walked out.I followed her down the spiral stairs and took my normal place at the kitchen island."Morning ladies!" Molly began to pile food on plates. "Hot out there already. I made iced coffee. And more cold fruit this morning."Indeed. She had a bright assortment of fruit piled on the plates. Chilled and welcoming."Is that whipped cream?" I asked when she spooned a white sauce over it."Hardly." Molly said rolling her eyes. "Yogurt." Oh." I. It actually took a while for it to sink in that the world had been turned on its head. I know that might sound odd. I mean the world had already turned on its head, several times in fact. It had turned over when we crossed that line and entered incest-land. It had turned on its head again when we were arrested. It had kept rolling when the sting happened and Dad (and then Mom) found out just how much we’d been doing. You know those gymnasts, in the olympics, who flip over and over and over. I picked it up and heard a strangers voice. It sounded like a girl, sort of, but a bit off. She asked for a girl, that was not known to me. I played along, to see where this was going. Then, as expected, she asked my name. We sparred back and forth for a while, both being as clever as we could. Then the conversation turned to sex, and it was started by her. She asked me a few questions, like girlfriends, age, what I liked, etc. Then she asked "how long is your cock?".I asked why she wanted to.