I am now completely exposed, and you position yourself at my entrance. You are looking at my most intimate place and I blush as I feel the heat rising...in my cheeks. You tell me I am beautiful, and I have nothing to be ashamed of. You ask permission to continue as I feel your warm breath caressing my skin. I nod and close my eyes, surrendering myself to you. I can feel your tongue lightly touching my lips, gingerly exploring upwards towards my eager little clit. You are quite correct, this is. .maybe.” Was she trying to get me in trouble?“If you weren't with mom, would you want me as your girlfriend?”“Uh...maybe” What was I supposed to say?“Good!” she giggled “Tonight it is only Tom and Olivia, boyfriend and girlfriend.....Tonight, I'm yours.” She said the last three words in a very low, sexy tone. She turned to look forward while holding my hand and interlacing our fingers, same as she has seen her mother and I do many times in the past. After a few minutes I heard her say. ” “How about tonight? Seeing as you and Jennings are friends, we should be too.” Hadley had to laugh at that. “I can’t even believe I’m considering meeting you.” Truthfully, she had hit a hard spot in the current canvas she was working on and was craving a distraction. At a gallery near Lincoln Park, she had talked with a dealer, and managed to schedule time in a couple of weeks for him to view the canvas. How she was going to complete the piece in such a short period of time, was beyond her.. From the outside you probably seemed like a perfectly normal family, but you had some odd ways about you. The women in particular. They rarely went out, never went swimming or got involved in sports, never brought men home, and they always wore long loose dresses whether out or at home. Your mother was also incredibly strict regarding any sort of nudity in the house. Once a few years back you accidentally walked in on her taking a bubble bath and she had absolutely freaked out. You were careful.