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Subject: {ASSM} Lady Guinevere Chapter 10 (MF FF mf ff fant rom 1st teen cons inc bro sis oral)
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author. (C)2004 By:Dark Vision.

The contents of this story are fictitious. Any similarity
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Chapter - Ten

School started in September and things were quickly back
to normal.  Cindy and I tried out for cheerleading, but
neither of us made the squad.  The main topic in the locker
room was Mary Jo and her baby.  I learned that her parents
made her go to an all girl school.

October rolled around and my parents told my brother and I
that we could have a party if we wanted one.  Eddie and I
talked about it and decided it would be fun to have a few
friends over.  Mom and I planned the party, deciding on
having it on a Saturday between my brother's and my
birthdays.

I didn't really know any boys, so I invited Cindy and some
of the girls I knew from school.  I also asked Kathy and
her brother Brad.  Kathy accepted, but she told me her
bother couldn't make it.  Eddie asked a few of his friends
and by the time of the party, we had six girls and eight
boys, including my brother and I.

The party was typical of kids our ages.  The boys hung
around in a group and so did the girls.  We swam in the
pool, ate pizza and drank sodas.  Mom had bought a cake
with both mine, and my brother's names on it as well as ice
cream.

By the time the party broke up, there were only four of us
left, my brother, his friend Kevin, Cindy and me.  We were
still divided for a while, but finally joined into one group.

I had known Kevin for several years.  He and Eddie played
soccer together and had been teammates for as long as
they'd known each other.  I had never paid much attention
to Kevin in the past, but today was different.

For the first time, I noticed that Kevin was sort of cute.
He was about the same height as I was and had curly brown
hair and green eyes.

The four of us sat in lawn chairs on the patio and talked
for about an hour.  I found out that Kevin liked to fish
and he was in band at school.  I knew that Eddie loved
fishing and learned that the two boys had gone to a nearby
lake several times to try and catch some fish.

"I would love to go deep-sea fishing someday," Eddie said.

"Me too," Kevin said.  "My dad has taken me out on the
Intracoastal Waterway a few times and it was fun, but I'd
like to try for the really big fish."

"Does your dad have a boat?"  I asked Kevin.

"No, we rent one when we go.  He has talked about getting
a boat, but that's all, just talk," Kevin replied.

My mom and dad were sitting near us, listening to us talk.
I heard my dad whispering to my mom, but couldn't hear what
he said.

"My dad works at a place that builds boats," Eddie said.
"They build big yachts, not fishing boats.  I would love to
go fishing too, you know, on the ocean.  Maybe we should
get our dads to charter a boat and take us."

"I want to go too," I said.

"You don't know anything about fishing, Jen," Eddie said.

"I could learn, it sounds fun," I said.

In my mind, I could picture being on a boat with Kevin.  I
was becoming attracted to him as I got to know him.

"Girls don't fish, it's a boy thing," Eddie said.

That statement got my mom's attention and she spoke up.

"That's not right, Eddie.  Fishing can be as much fun for
girls as it is for boys.  I don't like it when you talk
about boy and girl things.  We can do anything you guys can
do, some things we can do better!"  Mom said.

Eddie knew better than to push about the subject of girls
and boys.  He knew that my mom would get mad at him so he
didn't say anymore about me going fishing for the rest of
the conversation.  When Cindy said she'd like to try
fishing, Eddie gave her a look and smiled.

"I'll teach you how to fish, Cindy.  I even have an extra
rod and reel," Eddie said.

"We should all go to the lake someday," Kevin said.  "I'll
teach you to fish, Jen."

Kevin and Cindy left to go home.  Eddie and I stayed out
by the pool and talked with my parents for a while.

Mom and Dad bought digital cameras for my brother and me
as birthday presents.  The cameras weren't as nice as our
cousin's camera, but they weren't junk either.  After we
went in the house, Eddie and I started to take pictures of
everything we could.  Eddie helped me load the software
onto my notebook computer and showed me how to download the
pictures.

Eddie and I sat on the living room floor and laughed as we
looked at the pictures on my computer.  They weren't very
good and I needed to learn a lot more about composure and
the like.  When we looked at Eddie's, they were much better.

Our parents sat on the couch behind my brother and me,
making comments about the pictures we took.  After we had
looked at all of the pictures on both computers, Mom and
Dad went back outside to sit on the patio.

"So, Jen, what did you think of Kevin?"  Eddie asked me
once we were alone.

"He's okay."

"Do you like him?"

"I don't know, why?"

"He told me he likes you, Jen.  He said you're real cute."

"Did you tell him you were going to beat him up?"  I
giggled.

"No!  So what do you think of him?"

"He's cute and seems nice.  Does he have a girlfriend?"

My brother shook his head no.

"What's going on with you and Cindy?"

"Nothing, I haven't touched her," my brother said
defensively.

I laughed and said, "I know, she told me.  She said you
haven't even tried to kiss her yet.  Don't you like her?"

"Yeah, I like her," he said as he blushed.

"Why don't you kiss her, she wants you to?"

"She does?"

"Yeah, she told me she wanted to."

"Cool, maybe I will next time I see her."

Mom and Dad came in and sat in the living room.  Eddie and
I stopped talking about Cindy and Kevin and started to ask
our parents about going fishing.  Dad said he'd think about
it and left it at that.

My Aunt Sally and Frank came to our house for Thanksgiving
again just like every year.  During their stay, Dad
arranged for all of us to go fishing on a charter boat.

It was the Saturday morning after Thanksgiving that we all
got up at four o'clock and headed to the marina to go
fishing.  It was cool, so we all wore long pants and
sweatshirts, bringing our suits and shorts in case it
warmed up.

We met the captain at his boat and left while it was still
dark.  Mom, Aunt Sally and I stayed below in the cabin as
the captain headed out to where we would fish.  By the time
we arrived at the area, the sun was just breaking the
horizon.  I went out on deck and watched as the captain and
the mate prepared the fishing rods.  They put small fish on
the hooks for bait and lowered the lines into the water.
Once the six rods were set, the captain went back up to the
flying bridge and we started to troll.

It was only about twenty minutes later when the mate
shouted, "Fish on," and grabbed one of the rods.  He pulled
back on the rod sharply several times and then handed it to
my brother.

After a brief fight, the mate gaffed the fish and pulled
it onto the deck.

"That's a nice Dolphin," Bobby, the mate, said.

"I thought that Dolphin were mammals," I said.

"That's another kind of Dolphin," Bobby said.  "This is a
Dolphin fish."

I looked at the green fish on the deck and said, "Can I
catch one too?"

"We're going to try and have everyone catch fish today,"
Bobby said.  "Just make sure you're ready."

Frank caught the next fish, a Dolphin a bit bigger than my
brother's.  Bobby reset the rod and I waited patiently for
him to yell, "Fish on" and hand me the rod.  By now the sun
was up and it was getting warm.  I wanted to shed my
sweatshirt, but I didn't want to miss my turn at catching a
fish.

I went up close to the cabin, and while everyone was
watching the rods, I lowered the top of the bib overalls I
was wearing and pulled off my sweatshirt.  Wearing only a
white bra, I pulled the bibs back up and adjusted the
shoulder straps, making it as tight as I could.

No one seemed to notice the fact that I wasn't wearing a
shirt under my overalls, except Mom.  She looked at me,
smiled and then nudged my aunt.  I shrugged my shoulders
and giggled as my mom and aunt laughed.

Suddenly, one of the rods took off and the reel began to
scream.  Bobby grabbed the rod, set the hook and handed it
to me.  I pulled back and started to turn the handle as
fast as I could, mimicking what I had seen my brother and
cousin do.  Bobby put a thing around my waist that had a
place for the rod to sit in so it didn't press into my
stomach.

"Looks like a real good fish," the captain said from
above.  "I'll bet it's a Wahoo."

I continued to battle the fish, winding in line only to
have it stripped off the real again.  My brother and cousin
shouted as I fought the fish, telling me I was doing great.
Eddie had his camera out and was snapping pictures of me as
I continued to pull back on the rod and crank against the
fish.

The fish broke the surface behind the boat and danced on
its tail across the water.  I heard the captain confirm it
was a Wahoo and my brother say "Wow!"

By the time I got the fish to the back of the boat so
Bobby could gaff it, I was worn out.  The silver and black
fish lay on the deck flopping around as my dad helped me
remove the device from around my waist.  I looked down at
the fish and giggled as I taunted my brother and cousin
about the fact mine was bigger than theirs.

Mom and Aunt Sally clapped and cheered at my catch and
gave me hugs.  Once the excitement clammed down, I went
into the cabin to replace my bra with my bikini top.

By the end of the trip, all of us kids had caught three
fish each.  My Wahoo was the biggest of the group and I
didn't let my brother or cousin forget it.  Dad, Mom and
Aunt Sally also caught fish, but only one each.  Our
parents all said the trip was for us kids and gave up their
turns, after catching a fish.

We returned to port and watched Bobby and the captain
clean and package our catch.  Dad packed the fish into the
cooler he brought and put it in the back of the van.

When we arrived at the house, my dad started the grill and
took out some of the fish to cook for dinner.

My aunt and cousin went back to Ohio and my brother and I
went back to school after the holiday.

Eddie and I were home one afternoon, doing our homework.
I asked him about the pictures he took on the fishing trip
and asked him to show them to me.  My brother went to his
room and returned with his computer.  He put it on the
floor, turned it on and we sat next to each other to look
at the photos.

After opening the folder of pictures, he clicked on the
first thumbnail and it filled the screen.  We went through
the pictures one by one, talking about how much fun the
trip was.  Eddie clicked on the next photo and I gasped.
It was a picture of me fighting my first fish in my bra and
bib overalls.

"How many of these did you take?"  I asked him.

"A few," he replied as he clicked on the next photo.

All in all, there were over twenty pictures of my battle
with the fish, most of them of me in my bra.  As Eddie
clicked through the photos, I caught him with his hand in
his crotch out of the corner of my eye.

I guessed he was getting excited looking at the pictures,
I know I was.  The thought of my brother taking so many
pictures of me was kind of flattering and made me feel all
tingly.  When he clicked on a picture of me wearing my
bikini top under my bibs, I realized my bra covered more of
my breasts than the top did.  My brother noticed too.  I
guess there were as many, if not more, of me like that.

Eddie and I continued to look at the photos and when one
of our aunt came onto the screen, he quickly moved to the
next one.  I asked him to go back and after hesitating, he
did.

The picture was of Aunt Sally bending forward while she
was fighting her fish.  Her top was gapped at the neck and
I could see her braless boobs hanging from her chest.

"Okay," I giggled, "you can go on."

Eddie's face was red and I couldn't help but tease him.

"I wonder if Aunt Sally knew you took that, Eddie."

Eddie shrugged his shoulders and moved on to the next
photo.  There weren't any more of the ones like he took of
our aunt and me.  The rest were just of the fish and some
of the boat.  After we looked at all the pictures, he put
his computer back in his room.

"Sorry about taking so many of you in your underwear,"
Eddie said when he came back.


"It's okay.  I don't mind that you did.  Just don't show
them to any of your friends."

"I won't."

"You better not; I'll be pissed if you do."

Eddie sat quietly for a couple of minutes and then said,
"Maybe you'll let me take some more like that sometime."

"Maybe, but only if I can take some of you like that too.
Fair is fair."

"I don't know about that, Jen."

"Why not?  Maybe I want some pictures of you in your
underwear too."

We stopped talking about taking pictures and finished our
homework.  Mom and Dad got home from work and told us they
were taking us to a restaurant for dinner.  I changed into
a skirt and a tank top for dinner.  On the way to the
restaurant, I noticed my brother glancing at my legs when I
wasn't looking.

After Dad parked, he and my mom got out of the car.  We
had taken my mom's two door and I climbed out after my
brother.  As I got out, Eddie watched and got a glimpse of
my panties.  I knew he saw them because I made sure I let
my skirt ride up when I got out, and I could see his eyes
get bigger.

After dinner, we went home.  Mom asked me to come outside
to the patio and told me to sit on one of the chairs.

"You know, Jen, you're getting pretty blatant about
teasing your brother," Mom said.

I giggled and nodded my head.

"I just don't want you to come running to me complaining
about him looking at you.  If you want to tease him, you
better be ready to deal with him trying to see more.  Boys
his age are very curious about girls."

"I know, Mom; I'm curious too."

"I'm sure you are, honey.  Just be careful you don't get
yourself into a situation you can't handle."

"What do you mean?"

"One of these days, your brother is going to lift your
skirt or look down your top.  The message you're sending is
that you don't care if he does.  Just don't be surprised if
one of these days Eddie tries to see more than you want him
too."

"Okay, Mom.  I'll cool it around Eddie."

We finished our conversation and went back into the house.
My brother and dad were watching television in the living
room.  I sat on the floor, being careful my skirt didn't
rise too high and watched with them.  Mom went to the
kitchen, fixed iced tea for all of us and brought it out
into the living room.  After watching television for a
while, I went to my room to get ready for bed.

During the night, my period started and I made a mess of
my bed.  I had to wash my sheets the next morning before
school.  At breakfast, I told my mom what happened and
asked her to get me the pills so I would know when I was
going to start.  Mom agreed to stop at the pharmacy on her
way home from work and have the prescription filled.  She
asked if I wanted to use tampons instead of pads and when I
nodded, she said she'd get some for me.

That night, after Mom got home from work, she told me to
come into her room.  She handed me a round dispenser and
told me about taking the birth control pills, cautioning me
to be sure I took them at the same time everyday.  Then Mom
handed me a box of tampons and asked if I knew how to use
them.  I shook my head no and she took me into her bathroom.

Mom explained how to put the tampon in and with the help
of a mirror; I was able to insert one after several tries.
Before pulling my panties back up, I glanced at the string
between my legs.  When my period ended, I started taking
the pills.

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