Dare." I dare you to go into mom and dad's bathroom in only your sports bra and use the massager that's sitting out on yourself." With all those peopl... downstairs?" I bet you cum in less than two minutes?" And how do you know that?" I...mayyyy have tried it once."She looked at me with an expression that said, "Of course you did." Without protesting, she stood beside the bed and without breaking eye contact, dropped her pajamas to her ankles, then slipped out of her pink panties. Her trimmed. My friends always make fun of me and I kinda just wanted to shut them up, so I decided I’d try it. The fear of getting caught is the exact reason I never do stuff like this, and now look where I am. Why? How many times have you been skinny-dipping?” I asked, trying to put him in the hot seat a little. “Plenty of times,” he said, sitting back in his chair. “Plenty of times? Really?” I asked.“Yeah. Where I grew up we had a lake. A bunch of us would go out there in the middle of the night. Hadn't she spent the last eighteen years enduring her company, after all?Ruth was smiling even bigger now and coming back towards her sister, apparently looking to regain her perch on the bed. "Hey, do you think he'll try to kiss you? If he does, I'll bet you anything that you'll have to point out to him where your lips are. He's just as likely to try to kiss your elbow or something!"Unfortunately for her, Ruth had misjudged just how far she'd pushed her sister and made the mistake of allowing. “It has. Are you well?”“I am very well. And you?” he regarded her new slenderness with a frown. “You have lost weight, I see.”“And glad of it,” Emma quipped.“I am not,” he said abruptly. “You were perfect the way you were.”There was an awkward silence for a moment, and then Kit strode into the room, Mary on his arm, and announced that lunch was ready.After lunch, Emma found her way out to the old river, where she and Kit had used to sit, talk, and kiss sometimes. She sat for a while, lost in.