Surprised in a very good way.”We sat up to drink the mugs of tea Erica had brought. Fiona tried pulling the blanket round her chest, but it kept sli...ping down. Erica couldn’t help commenting “Oh, put them away big sis. You’ll put us all off our tea”“I’ll go and shower then” Fiona said, and stood up, stark naked, grabbed a blanket and wrapped herself and walked away. I reflected that, yes, Terri had been right about Fiona having an impressive bush. Pulling the blanket uncovered me, I was. And so it got its name, although we know from ancient Greek vase paintings that it was common in Greece thousands of years ago." So how did the natives do it? Face to face?" Yes they'd face each other and shimmy forward together until his cock was at the entrance of her vagina, then they'd swing their hips and 'get it on', so to speak." I'd like to try that," you say. "What will we call it?" How about a 'Polynesian'?" I suggest."Okay," you say, "Let's try." We might need a bit of lubrication. Jeb noted with great relief that his daughter was neither holding an infant nor building one in her belly, as far as he could tell. Her mother later confirmed that she was not pregnant although sheepishly admitting she’d received enough seed in the name of the Lord to populate a small town.Mother and sisters spent much time gabbing excitedly with the returned traveler who had many stories of sights seen. Jeb graciously offered the Rev some of his best shine and expressed gratitude for returning. Since leaving my husband I had not been with another man, and at times this unnatural abstinence, hung heavy with me, for, as a woman still in her full prime of sexuality, my need for attention, began to center on my son, and possibly, scenting my desirous situation, started having erections as we shared our bed.Clearly, all the warning signs of nature taking hold of the situation, were there, the convenience of the close proximity of our naked bodies, my need to mate, and my sons response to.