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Subject: {ASSM} "The Lottery" - Part 27 (ff, 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
read this material, or it is illegal for you to possess this material,
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The author may be contacted at Darkvision29@hotmail.com

"The Lottery" - Part 27 (ff, con)
By: Dark Vision
With thanks to Alex


Kim and Jack were still watching the new television when their mom
called to them.  "Someone is at the door," she yelled.

Kim jumped up, ran to the front door and opened it.  "Hi Megan," she
said to her friend, "come in."

The tall girl followed Kim into the house and up the stairs to her
room.  She led Megan through the bathroom that separated her room from
the guestroom.

"You can put your bag in here.

Megan looked around the bedroom and set her bag on the floor near the
bed.

"This is really nice, I'm so glad your mom said I could stay with you
tonight."

Kim told her friend she could put her things into the dresser and the
closet.  She sat on the bed and watched Megan take her clothes from her
bag and put them into one of the dresser drawers.  She held up a cute
mini skirt and showed it to Kim.

"I think I will wear this tomorrow," she said, holding the skirt up to
her waist, "with this top."  She unfolded a short-sleeved button down
shirt that matched the skirt.

"What are you going to wear?"

"I haven't decided yet.  Maybe later I can show you a couple of outfits
and you can help me pick one out."

Kim stood up and told Megan to follow her downstairs.  She wanted to
introduce her to her parents and show her the new additions to the pool.

The two girls went into the family room and talked to Kim's parents.

"Mom, Dad, this is Megan...  Megan, my mom and dad."

Marge said, "We are pleased to meet you Megan, Kim has told us how much
you helped her at school."

"I am pleased to meet you too Mr. and Mrs. Graham.  Thank you for
inviting me to spend the night."

The four chatted for a few minutes and then Kim pulled her friend, by
the arm, out into the pool area.  She showed her the new diving board
and the large television.  Kim took her into the pool house and showed
her the new stereo system.  They walked over to where Jack was watching
television and sat down.

Jack turned to the girls and said, "Hi Megan, glad you could make it."

"Hi Jack, I am so happy to be able to stay.  I wanted to thank you for
what you said today, you made me feel good."

Megan's face turned pinkish as she talked to Jack.  Her cheeks were
dotted with light freckles, which were highlighted with her
embarrassment.

"No problem," he said.  "They're all just stuck-up jerks anyway."

"Isn't he the greatest?"  Kim beamed, "He is just so sweet."

Jack felt a bit uncomfortable as he listened to his little sister talk
about him.  He smiled and returned to watching the television.

Kim noticed that Megan kept glancing at the hot tub.  She stood up and
said, "Let's go up to my room and talk Megan."

The two girls went through the family room and up to Kim's bedroom.
They sat on her bed and talked about their favorite bands and the type
of music they liked to listen to.

"Your brother is really nice.  I don't feel uncomfortable around him at
all."

Kim was torn between jealousy and pride.  She was happy that her friend
liked Jack, but really didn't want anything to develop between them,
even though she knew that she couldn't stop it if it did.

Kim thought for a moment then said, "Do you want to go sit in the hot
tub?"

Megan grinned and nodded her head yes.  She got up and headed towards
the guest room to get her swimsuit.  Kim went to her dresser, removed a
conservative two-piece suit and went into the bathroom.  She took off
the jeans and tee shirt she had worn after her unexpected dip in the
pool and turned on the shower.  Just as she was stepping into the
shower, Megan came into the bathroom, still dressed.

"We can shower up here," Kim said.  "My dad doesn't want anyone in the
pool or hot tub without a shower first."

Kim climbed into the stall and quickly washed herself.  She opened the
sliding glass door, stepped out and grabbed a towel.

Megan was still in her bra and panties.  She unhooked her bra, pulled
her panties off and got into the shower, which Kim had left running.

When she was finished, she opened the door and Kim handed her a towel.
The two girls put on their swimsuits and were ready to go down to the
hot tub.  Megan stopped and looked at her self in the mirror.  She
hooked her fingers into the leg openings of her bottoms and pulled at
them, trying to conceal the red curly pubic hair that peeked out.

"This is such a pain.  I can never get all my hair inside my suit."

The redhead tugged and pulled, but no matter how hard she tried, a few
of the curls found their way out into the open.

"Why don't you just shave there?"  Kim asked, pointing to her crotch.
"It makes things so much easier."

"I don't know ... I am just afraid of what my mom would say, if she ever
saw it.  And," she giggled, "I'm scared that I will cut myself."

Kim laughed and said, "I know the feeling ... I was sacred the first
time I was shaved there.  Are you ready to go?"

Megan nodded and they headed downstairs to the pool.  Kim went into the
pool house, started the hot tub and rejoined her friend.  The two girls
climbed into the swirling water and sat down opposite each other.  They
felt the warm water relax them as they sat quietly.

"Kim," Megan said, sheepishly, "What do you mean 'the first time you
were shaved there.'  Didn't you do it yourself?"

"No, Sally and I shaved each other the first couple of times, it's too
hard to do alone, not being able to see.  We didn't want to cut
ourselves either."

Kim was startled by her brother when she heard him say, "Um ... do you
two mind if I join you for awhile?"

Kim looked at her friend to see if she cared.  Megan said, "I don't
care, if Kim doesn't."

Jack looked at his sister.  She shook her head yes and he left to get
changed into his suit.  A few minutes later he came back, dressed in his
trunks, his hair wet from his shower.  He stepped into the hot tub and
sat between the two girls, closer to Megan.  The three sat and talked
about their classes in school and the things they liked to do.  When the
subject of fishing came up, Jack went on endlessly about his boat and
the fish he and Tom had caught the past summer.

The girls listened to him go on.  Kim had either heard the stories
before, or had been there.

Megan said, "I have never been fishing.  It sounds like fun."

She was mesmerized by Jack's recount of his fishing trips.  She stared
at him, making Kim feel a little awkward.

"Maybe Jack can take us fishing next summer," Kim said, making sure she
included herself in the plan.  "Tom and Sally like to fish too, we could
all go."

They all agreed that a fishing trip would be fun.  Kim changed the
subject, asking about Lisa.

"Tell us about your friend.  Is she nice?  What does she look like?"

"Lisa is cute.  She is short and thin with brown hair.  She is a little
different from the girls at school, not so stuck up."

Megan talked about her friend.  She told Kim and Jack that she had never
gone to private school.  She lived with her mom and dad about three
miles away.

"Where does she go to school?"  Jack asked.

"Lisa and her brothers are home schooled by their mom.  They went to the
public school but they're parents didn't like it and they couldn't
afford a private school.  Their mom had been a school teacher, at one
time, so she decided to teach them herself."

Megan shifted around on the seat.  Kim noticed her eyes light up as she
squirmed around trying to be inconspicuous.

Kim glanced at Jack to see if he was aware of Megan's activities.  She
saw he had his head back, looking up at the ceiling.  Kim looked at her
friend, smiled and repositioned herself to obtain the same effect Megan
was enjoying.  The three teens remained in the hot tub for another
fifteen minutes.

Kim said, "I think I have had enough, I don't want to be water logged
for tomorrow."

She stood up and climbed out of the tub.  Megan, not wanting to be alone
with Jack, also got up and followed Kim out of the warm water.

The girls were saying bye to Jack when he looked up at them.
Unconsciously, Jack's eyes were drawn to Megan's crotch.  When she
noticed, she quickly began to walk away.  The girls went to the pool
house to dry themselves.

Inside the pool house, Megan looked quickly between her legs.  The jet
of water she had discovered in the hot tub had rearranged the thin strip
of her suit that covered her vagina.  Both sides of the suit had wet red
curly hair visible along the edges.

"Look at this," she said to Kim.  "Will you help me take care of this
please?"

She tucked her pubic hair back into her suit the best she could, wrapped
her towel around her waist and waited for Kim.

"Sure I will help you.  I saw you found a water jet in the tub."

Megan gasped when she realized that Kim was aware of what she had been
doing.

"You saw me?" she said, "I am so embarrassed.  I hope your brother
didn't see me!"

"I do it all the time, I love the way it feels.  I don't think Jack has
any idea what was going on."

Kim left the pool house with Megan right behind her.  They both quickly
passed by Jack, went through the family room and upstairs.

Megan went to the guest room, removed her swimsuit and put on a robe.
She went through the bathroom, hung her suit to dry and went back into
Kim's bedroom.  She paced nervously, watching her friend remove the wet
two piece suit and put on her own bathrobe.

Kim sat on her bed and asked, "Why are you so nervous?"

Megan sat on the loveseat opposite Kim and stared down at her hands,
folded in her lap.  She shuffled her feet in the thick carpet and then
said, "I just feel kind of funny.  You appear so confidant and open
about things and I ... well, I am just uneasy about everything.  You,
your brother, Sally and Tom are so nice to me.  You guys don't seem to
care about what anybody thinks or says about hanging around with me.  I
guess I am just not use to it ... having friends at school.  Angela
spends all of her time with Steven so I don't see her too much, and she
can be a little tiring.  All she wants to do is talk about what she does
when she is with Steven, never any girl talk."

"I can only speak for myself," Kim said.  She flopped onto her side,
propped her head on her hand and shifted her legs.  The movement caused
her robe to open slightly, uncovering her legs to the point that the
re-growth of her pubic hair was almost visible.  "But, I really don't
care what other people say or think about who I choose to hang with.  I
am a big girl and can make up my own mind about my life and my friends.
Our parents have taught us that a person should be judged by what they
do and who they are, not what they have or what other people say.  My
brother, my cousins and I try to practice what we were taught."  Kim
immediately stopped talking.  She realized that she had just told her
friend that Tom and Sally were her cousins.

Megan snapped her head up and looked right at Kim.  "I knew it, I had a
feeling that you guys were related."

"How?"

"You and Sally look like sisters.  I wasn't sure, but I thought you guys
were related."

Kim told her that the four were in fact cousins and about the
relationship between their parents.  She explained that they never said
anything because of the upcoming dance, and their plan to go together.

"We didn't know anybody.  Sally and I really want to go to the dance but
we were afraid we wouldn't have anyone to dance with.  We all decided
that if no one knew we were cousins, we could go together.  You know,
it's not like we lied, we're friends too."

Megan's befuddled expression changed.  A big smile came across her face
and a muffled giggle escaped her mouth.  She sat back, relaxed a little
and crossed her legs at the knee.  She hemmed and hawed for a few
moments and said, "You still want to help me shave?"

Kim swung her legs off the side of the bed and stood up.  Her robe
flipped open for a moment, revealing her new growth of soft hair.

 "Let's go and get started."  She walked into the bathroom, opened a
drawer and removed a small pair of scissors.

Megan joined her in the room and stood quietly, not really sure what to
do next.

"Take off your robe and sit on the toilet."

The tall girl reluctantly removed her terrycloth robe and hung it on the
back of the door.  She moved in front of the toilet and sat down, her
legs pressed tightly together, her arms crossed over her breasts.  She
watched as Kim approached, the scissors held above her shoulder, making
a clicking sound as she opened and closed them.

"HI, I'm Kim the pussy barber.  What will it be today?"  She knelt on
the floor in front of her and laughed.

"You're crazy Kim!"  Megan said, also laughing, "I don't know, I have
never shaved my crotch before.  What do you suggest?"

Kim thought for a moment, stood up, opened her robe and said, "Well, it
is your crotch and you can do anything you want to, or with, it you want
to.  I am letting my hair grow here for now, but I may change it later."

She pointed to her own neatly trimmed, perfect triangle of short hair.

"I think we should leave as much as we can at first, it is easy to take
off, but hard to put back on."  She knelt back down and again snapped
the scissors open and closed.

"Let's start with something like yours, and then we'll see," Megan said
sheepishly.

Kim nodded and put her hand on the girl's knee.  She pushed gently in an
effort to spread her legs and give her access to the patch of red curly
hair that covered her mound.  She noticed that the soft curls reached
half way to her navel.  Megan parted her legs and Kim began to clip at
the matted hair.  She reached over to the counter, picked up a comb, and
used it to separate the curls and pull her hair away from her body.

Megan looked down at her friend and watched as her pubic hair fell into
the water below.

"It feels strange," she said, as Kim clipped away, "to have another girl
touch me there."

Kim stopped cutting her hair and looked up with a puzzled expression.
"This is the first time you have been touched by another girl?"

Megan shook her head yes.  "I have only been touched by another person
once, and you know about that time.  Everything you have heard is a
rumor.  The kids at school started it because I would never go out with
any of the boys that asked me."

"Stand up, turn around and bend over, I can't reach under you like
this.  You see what I mean about forming my own opinion.  I didn't know
if you were what they say you are, but I really didn't care.  What you
do is your business."

Kim resumed her clipping, using her fingers to push her friends vaginal
lips to the side.  She noticed moisture forming along her slit and felt
it, as her fingers brushed her gapped labia.  She glanced up at Megan's
small breasts and saw her tiny pink nipples were erect.  She gently
slapped her on the butt and said, "Time for the razor, I have done all I
can with these scissors."

Megan stood up and glanced down into the toilet bowl, and saw her red
curly hairs floating on the water.  Looking between her legs she said,
"Do I have anything left down there?"  Her mound was still covered with
hair, only it was much shorter now.  Her rubbed her hand over the
trimmed turf and smiled.

"I never thought I would have the guts to do this."

"Ok, in the shower and on the bench.  We aren't done yet."

Megan obeyed Kim and stepped into the shower stall.  She sat on the
small bench and waited for Kim to continue.

Kim pealed off her robe, dropped it on the floor and climbed in the
shower.  She removed the showerhead from its hook, turned on the water
and directed the spray at Megan's crotch.  After she was sure it was
completely wet, she applied shaving gel between Megan's spread legs.
She flattened her hand and spread the gel over the redhead's entire
mound.  She knelt down and began to carefully scrape the unwanted hair
from the sides of her vaginal lips and inner thighs.

Megan leaned her head back against the tiled wall and closed her eyes.
A slight moan developed deep in her throat and escaped from between her
tightly closed lips.  Megan could feel herself becoming aroused as Kim
pulled and pushed at her vagina, covering the entire area with the sharp
razor.  Unconsciously, her hand covered her bare breast and her
fingertip circled her taut nipple.  The girls breathing increased and
she began to shift her head from side to side, moaning out loud.

Kim was aware of the girl's state of excitement.  She took the
showerhead, pointed it at Megan's crotch and used her hand to clean away
the remaining gel.  She let her fingers linger for a moment, rubbing
back and forth over the newly shaved area.

Megan's body stiffened as she achieved a small orgasm.  Kim quickly
removed her hand, stood up and turned off the water.

"Oh my god, I am so sorry," Megan said.

Her upper torso was bright red from a combination of sexual excitement
and embarrassment.  She stood up, covered her breasts with her arms and
continued to apologize to Kim.

"I don't know what came over me ... I never thought that I would react
that way.  Can you ever forgive me?"

Kim stepped out of the shower and pulled her quivering friend out by her
arm.  She took a towel from the rack and began to dry her off.  She
knelt on one knee in front of her and rubbed the towel up and down her
wet legs, pushing them apart slightly.  Kim patted her crotch and dried
her butt and back.  She took a bottle of lotion from the counter and,
while Megan stood motionless, applied the slippery cream over her
reddened crotch.

"Well, what do you think?"

Kim positioned a handheld mirror so her friend could see her hairless
vaginal region.  She twisted and tilted the reflective glass, providing
Megan with a complete view of her handiwork.  Kim had left a small
triangle of short red hair that pointed at very top of the girl's slit.
She noticed that, unlike her own, Megan's clit slightly protruded out
between her small vaginal lips.

Megan took the mirror and looked herself over, tracing her vaginal area
with her free hand.

"Wow!  I never would have thought I would look like this."

She went into Kim's bedroom and examined herself in the full-length
mirror.

"Thanks, it looks great!"

Kim came into the room carrying their robes.  She handed Megan hers and
tossed her own on the loveseat.  Kim grabbed a pair of jeans and pulled
them on, without panties.  She took a tee shirt out of her drawer and
covered her braless upper body.

Megan went to the guest room, dressed in a pair of shorts, and cropped
button-down shirt that exposed her flat tummy, and returned to Kim's
room.

She sat on the bed, next to Kim and said, "I really am sorry for what
happened.  It is just that when I felt you touching me ... well, I
couldn't help it."

"Forget it," Kim said.  "Let's go downstairs, and see what my mom has to
eat."

The two girls stood up and started for the door.  Megan grabbed Kim's
arm and turned her around.  She put her arms around her and hugged her
tightly.  Kim put her arms around Megan's waist and held the tall girl
against her, her head resting on her small breasts.  When they broke
apart, Megan looked at Kim, with teary eyes, and said, "Thank you for
being so great and understanding."

Together they went down to the kitchen and looked in the refrigerator
for food.

"Mom," Kim called into the family room.  "What do we have to eat?"

"Jack and your dad just ran up to the carryout for chicken and ribs.
They will be back in a few minutes."

The girls went into the family room and joined Marge.  She was sitting
on a couch watching television.

"So," she said, what have you two been up to?"

"We were just talking up in my room."  Kim replied.  "And giving Megan a
bikini trim."

"I see," Marge said, never looking away from the television.  "Dinner
should be here soon."

The girls went out into the pool area.  Megan turned to Kim and said,
"Kim!  How could you tell your mom about that?  I am so embarrassed, I
can't face her again."

"I tell my mom almost everything, I just didn't think about it.  She
doesn't care if you got a trim and she won't say anything to anyone
about it."

Kim sat in one of the lounges and watched the music video that her
brother had left playing.

"I have a hard time telling my mom when I have my period, let alone that
I shaved my pussy."

Megan began to calm down and sat next to Kim.

"It must be so cool to be able to talk with your mom, I wish mine was
that understanding."

Kim changed the subject.  She felt she might have said too much about
her relationship with her mom already.

"So, do you want to try out your new trim after dinner?  We could go for
a swim."

"I think I have had enough for one day, we will be in the pool again
tomorrow.  Maybe after dinner we can listen to music and talk for
awhile."

Kim smiled and said, "Anything you want to do is fine with me."

They watched the videos until Marge called them for dinner.  The girls
went into the dining room and took seats next to each other.  The family
chatted as they ate their dinner, including their guest as much as
possible.  Don asked her about her parents and school.

"My dad is an attorney and my mom works in his office," Megan said.
"They go out of town quite often because of my dad's clients.  School is
much better this year Mr. Graham, ever since I met Kim, Jack, Tom and
Sally."

Kim caught her brother, out of the corner of her eye, continually
glancing at her friend.  She felt the familiar pangs of jealousy begin
to well up inside her.  Trying to be as inconspicuous as possible, she
attempted to see if Megan knew that her brother was watching her.

Megan seemed oblivious to her secret admirer and continued to talk with
Marge and Don.  Kim finished her meal, picked up her dishes and carried
them into the kitchen.  Megan followed and placed her things in the
sink.

"What do you want to do now?"  Kim asked.

"Can we listen to some of your CDs and relax for a little while?"

Kim grabbed a few sodas and the girls went up to the recreation room.
She turned on the stereo and selected a couple of CDs, while Megan
looked around the room.  Megan walked over to the pool table and ran her
hand over the green felt surface.  She went to the back of the room,
looked around the bar and went into the bathroom.

"This is so cool," she said, as she made her way back to Kim.  "Do you
play pool?"

"I have tried, but I'm not very good.  My brother likes to play and so
does my dad."

The two girls sat on the floor, their backs against the couch.  They
started to talk about their favorite bands and the type of music they
each listened to.

Kim, out of the blue, said, "I think my brother likes you.  He was
staring at you during dinner."

Megan blushed slightly and turned to her.

"I saw him a couple of times, but I don't know if he likes me ... he
really doesn't know me.  Besides Kim, I don't know if I am ready for
anything like that.  I still have bad dreams about what happened with
Daniel.  I can't even think about being with a boy without remembering
that day."

"What do you think about when you masturbate, if you can't think about
boys?

Megan was shocked by Kim's boldness.  "You don't mind saying what's on
your mind, do you?  I mean no matter what you can talk about it."  She
shifted around and folded her legs under her.  "To be honest, I haven't
masturbated ... not since that day.  The thing in the shower was the
first time I have had a ... well you know."

Kim smiled and put her hand on Megan's bare knee.  "You need to get over
that.  You can't live in the past forever."

The tall redhead nodded in agreement.

"Hi guys," they heard Jack say.  "Do you mind if I join you for a
while?"  He remained in the doorway, waiting for an answer.

Kim glanced over her shoulder at her brother.  "We are talking Jack, you
know, girl talk."

"Oh, ok, I understand.  I will see you two later."  He turned to leave.

"Wait," Megan said.  "You can come in Jack, we can talk later."

He spun on his heals and walked over to the girls, taking a seat on the
couch.  The three teens sat quietly.

"Does anyone want to shoot some pool?"  Jack asked, getting up and going
to the pool table.  "We could play cut-throat or something."

The girls jumped up, went to the wall-rack and selected a cue stick for
each of them.

"How do you play cut-throat?"  Kim asked.

To the surprise of Jack and Kim, Megan said, "We each are assigned one
third of the balls.  The object is to have your balls left on the table
when the other two players are out.  Kim you take one through five, Jack
six through ten and I will have eleven to fifteen."  She took the
triangular rack from its hook and arranged the balls.  She slid it back
and forth, stopping it at the proper place.  Carefully, she removed the
rack and said, "Kim you break."

Kim and her brother stood side by side, their mouths hanging open.  They
watched as their guest spun her cue-stick into a small square of green
chalk, carefully covering the leather tip.

"I have a pool table at home too," Megan said.  "My dad and I use to
play a lot."

"This should be interesting," Kim said as she took her stance at the end
of the table.  She stroked the cue-stick across her hand and drove the
cue ball towards the rack.  The balls spread out around the end of the
table, but none of them went in.

They each took their turn, shooting until they missed.  At the end of
the first game, Megan still had three balls left on the table, making
her the winner.  They played several more games, each game won by Megan.

The redhead was stretched across the table, in an effort to make a
shot.  Kim, standing behind her, and next to Jack, could see her small,
bra covered, breasts under the short top she wore.  She quickly glanced
at her brother and discovered he too was watching her.  When Megan
completed her shot, she stood up, allowing the shirt to recover her
exposed breasts.

"Jack," Kim said, "would you please get us a soda?"

When he walked away, she turned to Megan.  "When you bend over like
that, your shirt rides up and your boobs show."

Megan covered her mouth with her hand in surprise.  She dashed down the
hall to her room and returned wearing a tee shirt, neatly tucked into
her shorts.

"Did your brother see?"  She whispered to Kim.

"I think so, he was watching real close on that last shot," she giggled.

Jack came back to the pool table with the cans of soda.  He handed one
to his sister and another to Megan.  He looked curiously at her, noting
she had changed her shirt.

Megan avoided eye contact with him as she took the soda.  She took a
drink from the can, put it on a table and said, "I'll be right back."
She walked to the back of the rec room and into the bathroom.

Kim slapped her brother on the arm and said, "Stop staring at her, you
are making her uncomfortable."

Realizing he had been caught, Jack stammered, "Sorry, I couldn't help
it."  He put his cue into the rack and said, "It's getting late, and I
am going to go to bed."

As he was walking towards the door, Megan came out of the bathroom and
walked back to the pool table.  "Where are you going?" she said to Jack.

"I'm going to go to bed, it's getting late and we are going to have a
busy day tomorrow.  Goodnight Megan, goodnight Kim, I will see you guys
in the morning."  Jack left and went to his room.

Kim put her cue stick into the rack, turned and said, "He's right, it is
getting late.  I think I will get ready for bed too.  We can talk some
more if you want to."

Megan put her stick away and the girls took their sodas to their rooms.
Kim stripped off her clothes and dressed in a nightshirt and panties.
She went into the bathroom, brushed her teeth and started to brush her
hair.  Megan knocked on the door and waited for a reply.

"Come in," Kim said, "I'll be done in a minute."

Megan walked in and stood next to Kim at the sink counter.  She was
wearing a tee shirt and what appeared to be boy's boxer shorts.

Kim looked at the girl's reflection in the mirror and said, "You wear
boys underwear?"

"Only to sleep in.  My brother left some when he moved out for college
and I inherited them.  They are so comfortable that I have been sleeping
in them ever since."

The girls finished cleaning up and went into Kim's room to talk.  They
sat on her bed, Indian style, facing each other.

"I feel so stupid about what happened when we were shooting pool," Megan
said, "I never thought about my shirt being too short to bend over like
that.  Your brother must have gotten quite a show."

Kim started to laugh, "Yes, I am sure he did.  Oh well, it isn't the
first time he has seen a girl's bra."

"It wouldn't have been too bad, if I had boobs like you or Sally."
Megan cupped her hands under her breasts and pushed them up.  "I only
have these little things."

The two girls laughed and talked for another half an hour.  Finally, Kim
said, "Megan it is getting late.  I need to get some sleep for
tomorrow.  I have to get up early and get things ready before everyone
gets here."

Megan unfolded her long legs and got up.

"Ok, I will help you in the morning.  Goodnight Kim."

She walked towards the bathroom, paused and turned around.

"Kim, do you remember what you said about forgetting about what happened
in the shower?  I can't."  She quickly turned and rushed to her room.

Kim sat and thought about her friend's statement.  What was Megan trying
to tell her?  Did she feel good or bad about what had happened?  Was the
older girl afraid that what the kids at school said was true.  She
wasn't sure of what to do, but she knew that she had to go and talk with
her.

The confused teen got up and paced around her room.  She walked through
the bathroom, knocked lightly on Megan's door and walked in, leaving the
bathroom door slightly ajar.  A narrow shaft of light from the open door
fell across Megan's prone body, illuminating the girl.  Kim walked to
the side of her bed and sat on the edge.

"Are you ok Megan?"  Kim stroked her back, listening to her soft
whimpers.

Megan rolled over slowly, causing Kim's reassuring hand to brush her
breasts before she moved it lower.  She could see tears in her eyes and
running down her cheeks.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know.  I just feel ... well, I just feel so happy.  No one has
ever been as nice to me as you and your family has been."  She cried, as
she tried to explain her feelings to Kim.  "Then there was the thing in
the shower.  I just can't get that out of my mind.  I know you were not
trying to seduce me, or anything like that, but it had an affect on me,
one that I have never experienced before."

Kim slid her arms under the weeping girl and pulled her up.  She held
her close, gently rubbing her back.  Megan put her head on the younger
girls shoulder, her arms hanging limply at her sides, and tried to
regain some composure.

"It's ok," she said, moving her hand to the back of her head.  "It
happened to me too, when Sally shaved me.  It wasn't like we were trying
to do something nasty, it just felt ... you know, it just happened."
She wasn't going to tell her anything about her and Sally or the sexual
activities they shared.

"Kim," Megan said, sitting up and looking at her friend, "have you ever
.... um ... done anything ... with another girl?"

"When I was about twelve my babysitter taught me how to masturbate."
Again, she didn't say anything about Sally, remembering the things her
parents had said.  She wasn't sure if they were referring to brother and
sister sex of if it meant her cousins too.  In any event, she wasn't
going to take any chances.

Megan put her head back on Kim's shoulder and wrapped her arms around
her waist.  Kim resumed stroking the back of her head, as the two
remained embraced.  She could feel herself becoming aroused from the
close contact with Megan.  She felt the girl's small firm breasts
pressing into her own and the heat from her body.

Megan turned her head slightly, resting her lips against Kim's neck and
hugged her tighter.  Her warm breath bathed the naked flesh, causing
goose bumps to form on her skin.  When Megan kissed her neck, Kim let a
groan escape and pulled away.  She looked into the girl's eyes and
smiled.

"I'm sorry Kim," she mumbled, "I didn't mean to do that."

Kim eased her friend down onto the bed and pulled back the covers,
exposing her legs.  She put her hand on her thigh and rubbed it
lightly.  With each stroke she moved higher, her fingers finally
touching the hem of the boxer short pajamas Megan wore.  Slowly she
traced small circles on the girl's inner thigh.

"What are you doing?"  Megan asked in a low raspy voice.

Kim put her finger to the redhead's lips and said, "Just relax."

She slid down and stretched out next to Megan, continuing to rub her
thigh.  She slipped her free arm under her head and let her hand rest on
her chest.  "You can stop me anytime you want to," she whispered.

Megan, her eyes closed, shook her head slowly from side to side.  Kim
could feel the tension in the girl's body subside as she moved higher on
her thigh.  Being very cautious not to rush, Kim moved closer to Megan's
shaved vagina.  She could feel the heat emanating from her crotch as her
fingers contacted the flesh along her vaginal lips.

Kim used her other hand to find Megan's breast.  Lying on her back
caused the small mounds to flatten making her tiny nipple the only
noticeable protrusion.  Kim's fingertip rubbed the hard nipple through
the thin material of her tee shirt.  She could hear Megan moan as she
rolled her nipple between her thumb and finger.

Megan was on the verge of losing her control.  She jumped as Kim's
fingers glided between the folds of her wet pussy lips and came to rest
against her engorged clitoris.  When Kim began to massage the hardened
bud, Megan pulled the pillow from under her head, covered her face and
screamed into it, her intense orgasm shuddering through her body.

Kim could barely maintain contact with the girl's clit as she twisted
and bounced on the bed.  Megan continued to yell into the pillow as her
body went stiff, and then she collapsed, flipping the pillow away from
her face.  She was panting hard, trying to catch her breath.  Kim sat up
next to the spent girl, put her hand on the side of her face and rubbed
her gently.

"Are you alright Megan?"

"Oh Kim!  That was the best ... I mean the only time ... I don't know
what I mean.  Thank you, I never knew it could be like that ... with
anyone."  Megan sat up and threw her arms around Kim's neck.  She held
her and thanked her over and over.

"Ok, ok."  Kim said, as she pried the clutching girl's arms away.  "At
least now you have something to think about when you want to
masturbate."

The two girls laughed and then Kim said, "I am going to bed now.  You
get some sleep and I will see you in the morning."

"Goodnight Kim."

Kim left Megan's room and pulled the bathroom door closed as she walked
to her own room.  She also closed her bathroom door to insure some
privacy.  She climbed into her bed and immediately shoved her hand into
her panties and attacked her pussy with her fingers, pushing her over
the edge and bringing on the orgasm that had been building in her.  When
her body quit quaking, she closed her eyes and fell asleep, her hand
still cupping her sex.

                                                       <continued>

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