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Subject: {ASSM} "The Lottery" - Part 22 (ff, inc, con)
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written permission of the author.  (C)2001 By: Dark Vision.

The contents of this story are fictitious.  Any similarity to persons
alive or dead is purely coincidental.

This story contains descriptions of sex, including sex between family
members.  It is intended for adults only.  If you are offended by
material of this nature, are under the legal age in your location to
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The author may be contacted at Darkvision29@hotmail.com


"The Lottery" - Part 22 (ff, inc, con)
By: Dark Vision
With thanks to Alex.


Kim woke up to the buzzing of her alarm clock.  She focused on the green
digits and thought, "Five, it's so early."

She pushed the snooze button and lay back on her pillow for ten more
minutes of sleep.  Her arm went around the sleeping girl next to her and
rested against her bare midriff.  Sally's nightshirt had bunched up
around her, just under her breasts.  She slowly stroked her soft skin,
from the waistband of her nylon panties to the gathered material.  Her
hand made small circles as it glided over the near nude body of her
cousin.  Sally moaned in her sleep and pulled her feet up, allowing her
legs to part.

The clock buzzed again, signaling the ten-minute snooze time had
expired.  Again, Kim reached for the annoying clock, turning off the
alarm.  She returned her hand to the warm flesh she had been rubbing and
ventured farther.  She ran her hand down between Sally's parted legs and
cupped her crotch.  She squeezed her firmly and used her fingertips to
trace up her stomach and under her nightshirt.  Kim teased her cousin's
nipples until they became hard and stood away from her breasts.  She
cupped and massaged each breast before returning to her now moist
vagina.

Sally woke up as Kim slipped her hand under the snug panties she wore
and stroked her moist vaginal slit.  Sally gasped when she felt Kim's
finger rub her hardened clit, then plunge into her wetness.

"Good morning sleepy head," she said, slowly moving her finger in and
out of her wet pussy, her movement restricted by the panties.  "It's
time to get up and go fishing."

The excited girl, now fully awake, lifted her butt off the bed and
pushed her panties down past her knees.  She spread her legs as wide as
she could to give Kim's probing finger better access to her hole.  She
began to rub and squeeze her breasts and humped herself into Kim's hand.

Kim got up onto her knees and removed her finger.  She bent down and
covered Sally's pussy with her mouth extended her tongue, poked at her
clit and then pushed into her sex.  She lifted her head from the
overheated girl's crotch and jumped out of bed onto the floor.

"That's enough for now," she said, "we have to go."

Sally used her hand to replace Kim's mouth and tried to bring on her
orgasm.  Kim pulled the remaining covers off her, grabbed her arm, and
pulled Sally to the edge of the bed.  She released her arm and grabbed
the panties, which were now around her ankles, and pulled her legs out
of the bed.

Sally reluctantly sat up and said, "You can be such a little bitch!  I
was just about to cum when you stopped eating me and again when you
stopped me from doing it myself."

"Later," Kim said, grabbing the panting girl's arms and standing her
up.  "The guys are going to be knocking at our door anytime and we have
to be ready."  She let go of her arms, walked to the door, and opened
it.

 Sally stood next to the bed with her panties still around her ankles
and asked, "What are you doing?"  She stepped out of the panties and
picked them up.

"I'm going to see if our brothers are awake yet.  I want to know how
much time we have to get ready."

Kim crossed the hall and knocked softly on Jack's door.  When she didn't
get a reply, she opened it and looked inside.  Jack was still sleeping,
his alarm buzzing next to his head.  She crossed the room and shook her
brother's shoulder.  When he rolled onto his back, she could see a bulge
in covers, from his morning erection.

Smiling, she again shook him and said, "Jack, it's time to get up."

The drowsy boy slowly opened his eyes.  He looked up at his sister, bent
over him, her hand on his shoulder.  His eyes traveled down and gazed at
her breasts, exposed beneath the gaping pajama top.  Kim realized what
had caught his attention and slowly straightened up.  She watched her
brother unconsciously scratch his crotch and rub his erection.

"You don't have time for that," she said, and turned to leave.

Jack quickly pulled his hand away, realizing what she was referring to
and sat up.

"Is Tom up yet?" he asked.

"I don't know Jack, but Sally and I will be ready on about fifteen
minutes."

Kim left her brother's room and returned to hers.  Sally was in the
shower when she entered the bathroom and removed her pajamas.  She
brushed her teeth and waited for her cousin to finish.

Sally turned off the water, stepped out of the shower, and pulled a
towel from the rack.

"Are the guys up yet?" she asked.

Kim nodded and replied, "Jack is, I didn't check on Tom."  Stepping into
the shower, Kim added, "I will be finished in a minute."  She slid the
glass door closed and turned on the water, feeling it refresh her.

Kim finished her shower and dried herself.  She pulled her wet hair into
a ponytail and secured it with an elastic band.  Sally was pulling the
pink thermal bottoms of her new long-underwear over her butt, when Kim
came into the bedroom, covering the thong panties she had selected for
the day.

"Are you going to wear a bra today?" she asked Kim, "I don't think I
will, it was a little uncomfortable under this top."

Kim shook her head no as she watched her pull the pink top over her head
and tuck it into the matching bottoms.

Kim put on a pair of red bikini panties and the pink thermals that
matched her cousins.  The two girls put on the sweatpants and
sweatshirts, they had chosen for the day, and stuffed the last few items
they would need into the duffel bag.  Sally picked up the bag and the
girls went downstairs.

Jack and Tom were sitting at the counter eating breakfast when the girls
walked into the kitchen.

"Do we have time to eat?"  Sally asked.

"If you hurry."  Jack said.

Kim and Sally fixed bowls of cereal and juice.  They joined the boys at
the counter and ate quickly.

"Have you been outside yet?"  Kim asked.

Jack looked up from his bowl and answered, "No, not yet, but it is going
to be chilly until the sun comes up.  You two had better take jackets."
He finished his breakfast and put his dirty dishes into the sink.
"Hurry up," he said, "Tom and I will go hook up the boat."  The boys
left the kitchen and headed for the garage.

The two girls finished their meal, rinsed their dishes, as well as their
brother's, and put them into the dishwasher.

"Why are boys such slobs?"  Sally said as the girls picked up their bag
and followed them into the garage.  Kim just shrugged her shoulders.

The four teens climbed into the Suburban and Jack eased the big rig down
the driveway into the street.  It was still dark as he pulled onto the
main road and drove towards the lake.

They would be fishing on Lake St. Clair today.  It wasn't really a lake,
but a very large river delta between the Saint Clair River to the north
and the Detroit River to the south.  The average depth of the lake was
only about twelve feet, with a dredged shipping channel to allow the
freighters access between Lake Erie and Lake Huron.  In the fall the
walleyes could be found along the edge of the channel, the perch in the
weed beds.

Jack drove to the public launch ramp and parked the rig in the staging
area.  The four teens got out of the truck, Jack and Tom prepared the
boat to launch.  Kim felt a chill from the northerly breeze, she zipped
her jacket to the neck in an attempt to keep warm.

The boys removed the canvas cover and stored it in the back of the
Suburban.  They removed the straps that secured the transom to the
trailer.  Jack tied the dock lines to the fore and aft cleats and handed
them to Tom.  He got into the truck and backed the boat trailer down the
steep ramp to the water.  Tom handed the line attached to the bow to his
sister and told her to hold it tight.

The boat entered the water as Jack backed down the ramp.  When about two
thirds of the hull was in the water, he stopped the truck and went to
the front of the trailer.  Jack told Tom and the girls he was ready and
released the boat from the winch.  The twenty-seven foot boat rolled
down the trailer and into the lake.  Tom and the girls used the lines to
pull it to the floating dock and secure it.

Jack said, "I am going to go park the truck.  Does everyone have their
things?"

"Wait," Kim called, "I have to get our bag."

She ran from the dock the side door of the Suburban and retrieved the
duffel bag with Sally's and her clothes.

"Can I ride with you?"  Jack nodded and pulled his door closed, Kim
jumped into the front seat and joined him.  He put the truck into gear
and pulled away from the ramp, the trailer leaving a trail of water
behind.  Jack found a parking space close to the ramp and pulled the
truck into it.  He and his sister got out and walked back to the boat.

"Do you think we will catch any fish today?" she asked as she tried to
keep up with her brother's wide steps.  Kim carried her duffle bag in
one hand and grabbed at Jack's arm with the other, trying to slow him
down.  Jack matched the young girl's pace, allowing her to walk next to
him, still holding his arm.

"I think we should be able to find the fish again today," he said.
"They shouldn't have moved."

His sister was hugging his arm close to her side as they walked.  He
could feel her breast pressed against his upper arm, even through her
jacket.  He pulled away from her grip, gave her a gentle smack on her
butt, and said, "Let's go!"

The siblings walked down the dock to the boat.  Tom had the engine
running and was pulling rods from the lockers and placing them into the
rod-holders.  Kim climbed down the steps onto the deck of the boat and
stowed the duffle bag in the cabin.  Jack untied the lines, removed them
from the cleats, and coiled them neatly.  He jumped from the dock to the
deck and took his place at the helm.

Jack pulled back on the gear lever, backed the boat away from the dock
and turned it towards the lake.  He adjusted the speed so the boat
wouldn't create a wake in the dock area.

Kim asked him, "Can I sit with you?"

Her brother moved over and patted the seat next to him.  She moved into
the seat and looked out over the bow to the lake ahead.

Sally watched Tom prepare the rods for the type of fishing they would be
doing.

"Are we going to use lures like we did for Salmon?" She asked him.

He shook his head no and tied a lead weight to the line.  He hooked a
three-foot harness, made up of beads, a spinner and three hooks to the
line.

"What are we going to use?"

Tom reached for a small square box and removed the lid.  He poked around
inside and pulled out a large night crawler.

"Worms?"  Sally shouted.

Kim turned to see what her cousin was yelling about and saw the long
slimy night crawler dangling from Tom's fingertips.  "Yuck," she said,
"Who is going to put them on the hooks for us?"

Jack and Tom started to laugh uncontrollably.  Tom had to lean against
the gunwale to keep from falling.  The two girls watched their brothers
grip their sides as they continued to laugh.

"You guys are going to put them on your hooks," Jack said, "if you want
to fish."

Kim and Sally pouted in an attempt to get their brothers to handle the
worms for them.  When the boys saw their lower lips stuck out, they
laughed louder.

Jack eased the boat past the no-wake buoys and pushed the throttle down
causing the craft to surge forward.  The boat bounced over the one-foot
waves as he set a course for the spot they would begin fishing.  He and
Tom had marked a few waypoints in the GPS the day before and Jack
thought he would start at the closest one, about six miles out.  They
would set up a drift along the edge of the shipping channel.  The light
northerly wind would provide enough speed to give the worm harnesses
good action.

Sally walked forward and stood next to Kim.  The increased speed made it
too cold to stay with Tom at the stern.  The two girls could see the sun
coming up in the east, just breaking the horizon.  The water was not as
blue as the large lake they had spent their summer vacation on, but it
wasn't dirty either.  As the amount of light increased, they could see
other boats scattered on the water.  A large freighter was making its
way along the channel.  They passed behind the ship several hundred
yards away.

Jack slowed the boat, turned it south and turned off the engine.  "We
will start here," he said, "Time to get up Kim."

She stood up and moved to the rear of the boat, giving her brother
room.  Jack joined Tom and pulled a crawler from the container.

"Come on you guys," he said, "we'll show you how to do this."

The girls watched their brothers curl the sharp hooks through the long
brown worms.  The boys explained that the night crawler had to hang
straight on the hook so it looked natural.  They lowered the rigs into
the water and let out line, stopping occasionally to feel the weight on
the bottom.  Once the proper amount of line was released, they held the
fishing rods and watched the tips for an indication of a bite.

"Ok girls," Jack said, "your turn."

Kim and Sally each removed a fishing rod from the holders that held them
upright and examined the harness on the end of the line.  Kim removed
the cover on the worm box, gazed into the dark moss, and apprehensively
poked around.  She jumped when her fingertip made contact with one of
the slimy creatures.  Kim moved closer to her brother and presented the
worm box with one hand and the fishing rod with the other.

"Will you please do it?" she pleaded.  "I just can't touch them."  Sally
shook her head no and made a face at the thought of handling the worms.

Tom started to laugh again.  He looked over to Jack and said, "I just
don't understand it.  You girls will put a dick in your mouths, but you
won't touch a worm."  Jack joined Tom's laughter, almost dropping his
fishing rod overboard.

Sally took the worm box from her cousin and said, "We aren't going to
put anything in our mouths anymore!  You two are being brats!"

The two boys stopped their howling and looked at their little sisters.
Jack took the worm box from Sally and dug out a crawler.  He hooked it
on his sister's fishing rod and repeated the process for Sally.  Each
boy helped his own sister get their lines into the water and told them
what to expect if they got a bite.  The girls stood, side by side,
holding their fishing rods with the tips pointing over the stern.  Jack
and Tom held theirs over the sides as the boat slowly drifted in the
breeze.

Kim leaned over to Sally and whispered, "Quick thinking, it's amazing
what a blow job will get you."

Sally giggled at her cousin and whispered back, "Or the thought of not
getting one."

Now the girls were laughing and their brothers were looking at them
trying to figure out what was so funny.

Tom asked them, "What is so funny?"  Just as he finished his question,
the tip of Kim's rod made several quick jerks downward.  "Pull up," Tom
said, "you have a fish."  Kim pulled back on the fishing rod and began
to real in the line.

Jack helped her guide the fish to the side of the boat and he scooped it
up with the net.

"Nice fish," he said, as he removed the hook from its mouth.  "About
three pounds."

Tom stuck his rod into a holder and went to get his camera.  "Hold it
up," he told Kim, composing the picture in the viewfinder.

Kim proudly held the fish out for Tom and he took several shots.  Jack
opened the cooler and Kim dropped the fish in it.  He put another worm
on her rig and she lowered it back into the water.  Over the next two
hours they caught four more fish.  Jack caught two, Tom and Sally one
each.

The sun was higher in the sky now and was warming the air.  Kim and
Sally had removed their jackets earlier and were now ready to shed their
sweatshirts.  The two girls continued to fish, dressed in their matching
pink thermal tops.  The boys couldn't help but notice that although it
was getting warmer, the cool air was having an effect on the girls.
They could see the small bumps of their nipples in the tight pink
fabric, as they stood away from their breasts.

"What are you staring at?"  Sally asked her brother, knowing the answer.

Tom turned red, having been caught by her.

He boldly reached out, ran a fingertip over the protrusion, and said,
"this."

She smiled at her brother, and with her back to her cousins, pulled the
pink top up, flashing him.  She quickly pulled the top down and returned
to fishing.

Jack said, "We haven't caught anything in a while, I think I will run
back and start this drift over."

He reeled in his line and told the others to do the same.  He went
forward, started the boat, and turned it around.  Kim pushed her
sweatpants down and sat on the seat to pull them over her shoes.  Sally
sat next to her and did the same thing.  When Jack repositioned the boat
and turned of the engine, the four teens returned to fishing.  Kim and
Sally dressed in their thermal underwear.

Kim caught the next walleye and while fighting it, Jack hooked one.  The
fishing got fast and furious, with at least one of the group reeling in
a fish at any given time.  Sally, not wanting to wait for one of the
boys to be free to do it, reached into the worm box and pulled out a
night crawler.  She carefully put it on the harness like her brother had
shown her and dropped it over the side.  Kim saw what she did and after
catching her next fish, baited her own hook too.

The action lasted for about an hour.  Then, as quickly as it had
started, it stopped.  The four teens stood and held the fishing rods
waiting for the next strike.  After a half an hour had passed without a
bite, Kim put her rod into a holder.

"It's getting warm," she said, "I'm going to get out of these and put on
something cooler."

Kim walked forward towards the cabin, pulling her pink top over her head
as she went.  She stepped into the cabin and came out a few minutes
later wearing her white bikini.

Sally followed her cousin's example and went to change, waiting until
she was in the cabin to begin undressing.  She came out wearing her suit
that matched Kim's and resumed fishing.

Jack announced that he was going to find another spot and told everyone
to pull in their gear.  Once the rods were in the holders, he fired up
the boat and headed for another area of the lake.

Kim and Sally sat on the raised engine housing as they motored across
the water.  The wind was in their faces, their hair blew straight out
behind them.  Tom picked up his camera and took several shots of the
girls.  The two teens put their hands on the housing behind them, arched
their backs, and pushed their breasts into the air.  They crossed their
legs at the knee and tried to strike poses like they had seen in the
magazines.

Jack shifted his attention from the lake in front of him to the two
girls behind him and back.

Tom peered out from behind his camera and said, "Come on girls, show us
your tits."

The girls shook their heads no as Tom pleaded with them.  Jack joined in
asking the girls to act sexy.

"Were not going to do that," Kim said, "so some pervert can see us when
you get them developed.  If you get your own darkroom, maybe."

The girls sat up and Tom put the camera away.  When he returned from the
cabin, minus the camera, the girls pulled their tops up, displaying
their breasts.  Jack turned around when he heard Tom whistle and saw his
sister and cousin sitting with their breasts exposed.  He also whistled
at them.

Sally whispered something to Kim and the girls covered themselves.  They
stood up and turned around, bent over, pulled their bottoms down, and
mooned the boys.  Jack and Tom stared at their sisters' bare butts.
They could see the puffy, hairless lips of their vaginas peaking out
from between the young girls legs.  They felt the stirring of their
penises as they watched them wiggle their buns.

The girls stood up, pulled their suits back up, and sat back on the
engine cover.

"You two are such teases," Tom said, "Someday I am going to catch you
like that with my camera."

It was noon and the sun had warmed the temperature to eighty.  Jack
stopped the boat and started to prepare to fish again.  There were no
other boats in the area and the lake had flattened out.  The wind had
died down to the point that the boat just sat motionless in the water.

"I guess we will have to try for perch," Jack said, "There isn't enough
wind to drift for walleye."

He and Tom changed the rigging of the fishing rods and fished quietly
over the side.  Their lines hung straight down from the rod tips as they
slowly jigged up and down.  Kim and Sally went into the cabin and out on
to the bow to get some sun.  They looked around for other boats.  Once
they were confident they were alone, they removed their tops and
stretched out on their towels.

Jack was the first to notice what his sister and cousin were doing.
"Check it out."  He said, pointing at the topless girls.

Tom looked out through the windshield at the girls.  He jumped up on the
gunwale and edged along the side of the cabin until he was staring down
at them.  "Nice tits!" he said, startling them.

Jack popped his head up through the hatch and smiled, "Yea, nice tits,"
he agreed.

The boys climbed onto the bow and joined their sisters.  Kim and Sally
rolled over onto their stomachs and raised themselves on their arms.
Their brothers had a clear view of their breasts as they hung down from
their chests.

"Kim and I have been talking," Sally said, pulling herself up and
sitting Indian style across from her brother.

"About what?"  He said, never lifting his eyes from her breasts.

Sally, feeling a bit uncomfortable to have her brother talk to her bare
breasts, picked up her top and put it on.

"About the dance at school," she said. "We don't think it is a good idea
to try and act like we aren't related.  If anyone finds out all hell
could break loose and we could get into trouble."

"We thought that we could just go as a group," Kim added, also sitting
up and putting her top on.  "That way we can dance with anyone we want
to.  If someone finds out we are cousins, its no big deal."

She glanced at her brother's crotch and could see that he had an
erection.  When she returned her eyes to his, she could tell he knew
that she was looking at him.

The girls could see the disappointment in their brother's faces.  They
had been looking forward to going to the dance with the girls.

Tom said,  "What if none of us finds someone to dance with, do we just
stand around the punch bowl?"

"No," Sally replied, "I mean I guess we could dance with each other,
cousins do it all the time at weddings.  We just don't think it's a good
idea to go as boyfriend and girlfriend."

"Whatever," Jack said.  Kim could tell by the look on her big brother's
face he was upset.  "I'm just not going to go the fucking dance."  He
swung his legs over to the hatch and lowered himself into the cabin.
"We're done fishing, let's go home."

Jack went to the rear of the boat and began to put away the fishing
gear.  Tom dropped into the cabin and came over to help him.  They
removed the tackle from the fishing rods and put them into the lockers.
Jack went forward and started the engine.

Kim and Sally climbed down into the cabin and sat on the bed.  "They are
mad at us," Kim said, "Maybe we should have just gone like we planned."
She removed her suit and put on the shorts and top she had in the duffle
bag.

Sally also changed and packed their clothes into the bag.  "They will
get over it," she said.  "Besides, the dance isn't for a few weeks.
Maybe they will meet someone."

Kim thought for a moment.  "I have an idea," she said, "Maybe we could
ask Megan if she knows any girls that will go with Jack and Tom."

Sally shrugged her shoulders and said, "We can ask."

The girls came out of the cabin and sat under the hard top.  Jack had
the boat running as fast as it would go.  The four teens rode back to
the ramp in silence.

Jack backed off the throttle, as he approached the no wake zone.  The
boat slowed down and glided through the water towards the launch ramp.

"How many fish did we catch?"  Kim asked trying to break the silence.

"Go count them."  Jack snapped back at her.

Kim and Sally got up and went to the rear of the boat.  Jack eased the
craft up to the dock and shut it off.  He raised the out drive and
turned off all of the electronics.  Tom took the dock lines out and tied
the boat to the dock.

"I'll be right back."  He told Tom and he walked to the truck.  He
backed the trailer down the ramp and he and Tom loaded the boat, while
the girls stood on shore and watched.

Jack pulled the rig over to the tie down area and the boys secured the
boat to the trailer.  The girls climbed into the backseat and waited for
their brothers to finish.

The two boys climbed into the front seat of the truck and Jack started
for home.  Everyone sat in silence for the entire trip.  Kim and Sally
stared out the side windows and their brothers looked strait ahead.

When the teens arrived home, Jack backed the boat into its parking place
and he and Tom unhooked the trailer from the truck.  The girls stood and
watched their brothers remove the cooler of fish and carry it to the
garage.

"Do you want us to help clean the fish?"  Kim asked.

Jack and Tom took the table from the garage and set it up on the
driveway.  "No," Jack said, "Tom and I can do it ourselves."  The boys
covered the table with paper and began to clean the walleyes.

Sally gently grabbed Kim's arm and said, "Let's go.  They don't want us
around.  I feel dirty from being on the boat and need a shower."  The
girls went through the garage into the house.

Marge and Don were sitting in he family room, reading.

"How was the fishing trip?"  Don asked, "Catch anything?"

Kim said, "It was fine.  Jack and Tom are cleaning the fish now.  We are
going to get cleaned up."  The girls left the room and went upstairs to
Kim's bedroom.

Don looked at his wife and asked, "What the hell was that all about?"

She said, "I have no idea, but I think I will try to find out."  She got
up and headed for the stairs.  Don decided to go and see what the boys
were doing.

Kim and Sally were sitting on Kim's bed.  "Your brother is really pissed
off!"  Sally said, "And Tom is too."  Marge walked into the room, with
out knocking, as Sally finished her statement.

"About what?"  She asked.

"The dance," Kim replied.

The girls told Marge about the things they had talked about on the boat
and the boys' reaction.  They explained that they felt it would be
better if they didn't hide the fact they are related because of what
might happen if someone found out.  "I just don't know why they are so
upset.  I thought they would like to be able to dance with who ever they
wanted to."

Marge sat on the bed between the girls.  She said, "Well, I guess they
were planning on going with you two.  It is much easier for girls to met
boys to dance with than it is for them to met girls.  Your brothers are
shy and they might think that you two will have fun at the dance and
they will be left to stand around.  The dance isn't for three weeks, so
I think it would be better to just wait and see what happens."

"Kim and I thought we could ask Megan if she knew anyone that would like
to go with them, or at least dance with them."  Sally said as she stood
up and went to the duffle bag as she spoke.  She removed the items, put
them on the loveseat, and sorted the clothing.  She found the clean
underwear she had packed.  "I am going to take a shower."

Marge got up and said, "Maybe I will talk to the boys and see if I can
straighten things out."  She left Kim's room and returned to the family
room.

"Do you want to go for a swim?"  Kim asked her cousin.  "We could use
the shower in the pool house."  Kim picked up her white swimsuit and
waved it in the air.

"Sure, it would help me relax after this afternoon and all the crap that
went on."  She tossed her panties and bra on the love seat, picked up
her suit, and put it on.  "Come on, let's get wet."  She flashed a big
smile at Kim and headed for the door.

Kim giggled, knowing what her cousin was thinking of.

The two girls went downstairs and out to the pool.  They showered and
put the white bikini swimsuits back on.  Kim raced her cousin the pool,
and dove into the deep end.  The girls swam back and forth over the
length of the swimming pool, ducking underwater and pushing off the
tiled walls on their turns.

After completing ten laps, the two teens stopped at the deep end and
folded their arms on the edge of the pool.  They rested, trying to catch
their breath after the strenuous swim.

Kim said, "I'm getting out and going to sit for a while."

She swam to the ladder in the corner and climbed the rungs.  As she
walked over to the lounge chairs, she hooked her fingers under the
bottom of her suit and pulled it over her butt.  She sat in a lounge
chair, leaned against the padded back, and watched Sally swim two more
laps.

Sally exited the pool and went over to her cousin.  She pulled a lounge
chair next to Kim's and sat down.

The girls sat quietly, staring out the glass wall into the backyard.  It
was close to four o'clock and the sun was low in the sky.  The leaves of
the trees, that lined the large yard, were changing to their fall
colors.  A gentle breeze made the tops of the trees sway and caused an
occasional leaf to flutter to the ground.  Soon the trees would be bare
and the brightly colored leaves would cover the lawn.

Sally sat up and curled her legs under her.  She reached out and rested
her hand on Kim's thigh.  "It will be alright, the guys won't stay mad
forever.  I think your mom is right, they are just shy."

Kim turned her attention to Sally.  "I hope so, I feel so bad.  I would
never do anything to hurt my brother or yours.  Don't they know it is
just as hard for us?  Most boys won't ask us to dance because they are
shy!  You remember how it was at our old school dances, the boys on one
side of the gym, the girls on the other.  The only kids that danced were
the ones that were going with someone.  We had to dance with each other
if wanted dance at all."

"Sure I remember.  At the winter dance last year that dweeb Kevin Marks
asked me to dance, and stepped on my feet the whole song.  I think that
he was the only boy to ever ask me to dance."  Sally giggled as she
thought about the boy and his attempt to dance with her.

"I'm going to talk to Megan tomorrow and see if she, or someone she
knows, will dance with Jack.  I just want my brother to have fun."

Sally stroked Kim's thigh, creeping ever closer to her crotch.

"I want Tom to have fun too, but I don't think I will ask Angela.  I
don't want her to get her hands on him.  There is no telling what she
might have, you just know that she doesn't practice safe sex."

Kim took Sally's wrist in her hand and removed it from her thigh just as
it bumped against the crotch of her suit.  "Not now, I'm just not in the
mood."

Sally nodded, acknowledging the fact that her cousin was still upset.
She returned to her reclining position and asked Kim, "Are you going to
tell Jack that you are going to talk to Megan?"

"I don't know, I guess I should.  It might make him even more upset with
me if I don't.  In fact, I should probably talk to him before I ask
her."

Tom stuck his head out the family room door and yelled, "Let's go
Sally.  We are finished cleaning the fish and I have to get my homework
done."

"I'll be ready in a few minutes," she replied, and got up.

The girls went up to Kim's room to change.  Sally put on her bra,
panties, sweatpants, and sweatshirt.  She brushed the tangles out of her
hair and pulled it into a ponytail.  The girls sorted the clothes they
had taken on the fishing trip and Sally put hers into her bag.

Kim removed her damp swimsuit and hung it in the bathroom to dry.  She
took her terry cloth robe off the hook it hung on and covered her naked
body.  "I will see you at school tomorrow," she said, tying the robes
belt around her waist.

Sally said, "goodbye," and left Kim in her room.  She went downstairs
and found her brother talking with Jack.

"I'm ready," she said, "anytime you are."

Tom asked Jack, "Can you drive us home?"

Jack nodded yes and the three teens left.  No one said a word during the
short ride to Tom and Sally's house.  When they arrived, the two
siblings got out of the car.  Sally walked to the house, Tom said, "I'll
see you tomorrow Jack," and followed his sister into the house.

                                                       <continued>

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