I stopped washing them because Ididn't like the funny way they felt. I guess I was trying to see if mymother was right, but no they stayed on. Pity. T... this day I very seldomtouch them.I started puberty when I was twelve. But I was closer to thirteen when Imentioned to my doctor that I was feeling a stiffness between my legs. Ithought I was dying. He tried to explain to me about sex and thedifferences between boys and girls. I guess I must have looked confusedbecause he recommended a book for. His breath, his eyes, his lips and his hand behind my head were all making me go crazy.I licked his lower lip and bit on it when suddenly he held my face for a second and then attacked a smooch on my lips as if there is no tomorrow. Well, he might be right. We both were in love madly, I smooched him back, the ‘chap-chap’ sound and the wet separation of our lips including the soft tongue fight all took us around 20 minutes to start another move. Meanwhile smooching, he started rubbing my dick. Wednesday after-noon, 5:30, Alan is home preparing dinner for his family, as 9 year old Alana comes in from her friends house, after doing homework with her friend, and surprised that her Father is there cooking," Hi Mommy, OH! Daddy you're here!" And where do you think I'm supposed to be? and don't I rate a hello too?" he says teasing his daughter."Oh, Daddy, you're being silly!" She giggles."About you not saying hello?" he says with an arched eyebrow, and hands on his hips.Alana leans on the. He placed the two sisters right next to one another so they were just barely touching and began to wash them. He started with having the showerheads spray them with cold water, most girls would have screamed at this however the two young ponygirls were used to this and all they did was jump a little. After that he shampooed and conditioned both of their hair, it was important that their ponytails be kept in good shape. He then proceeded to soap the girls down using this time as always as an.