Chapter 2

   The ride home was...  interesting.  Her mother didn't say a word about
anything that had happened that day...  not about anything.  Except "Did
you apologize to your Uncle?" When Kathy said "Yes" that was it.  Once,
when Kathy said "Mom...  about today..." her mother glanced over and said
"Not now Kathleen." Then she glanced meaningfully at Jill, who was playing
with a video game.  The rest of the trip was silent.

   When they got home, though, everything changed.  As soon as Jill was
safely in the shower, Liz called Kathy and said "We have to talk."

   Kathy followed her to her mother's bedroom.  Liz pointed at the bed and
Kathy sat.  Liz paced for a while before she finally spoke.

   "Look, there's nothing I can say about what happened today that will
make this easy.  I know you probably don't want to be here, and there's
nothing I can do about that.  But we have to live together for another two
years, and then you can get out of this place and never see me again."

   Kathy couldn't breathe.  "But Mommy WHY?  I'm sorry.  I thought it would
be funny.  I didn't know he wasn't wearing underwear.  I didn't think it
would hurt anything.  Please don't make me go.  Uncle Bob said you LOVE
me!" She began crying huge tears and barely saw the look of horror on her
mother's face.

   "Oh honey" cried Liz, going to her daughter and hugging her.  "I DO love
you.  I didn't mean you have to leave.  I just thought you must hate me for
what you saw.  I DO love you sweetheart.  I'm not mad about the prank.  I
think it did some of those biddies a lot of good seeing a real man." She
giggled somewhat hysterically.  "And if you hadn't done that then we
wouldn't have...  "

   She stopped, blushing a little.  Kathy was sniffling, but she looked
relieved.

   Liz went on "Sweetheart, what I meant was there's no way I can explain
why your Uncle and I did...  what we did.  I don't think you could
understand what I was feeling."

   Kathy burst out "I masturbated while I watched you!"

   Liz was thunderstruck.  Until she remembered that she lost her cherry
when she was Kathy's age.  Thinking back, she realized it was possible that
Kathy COULD understand the lust that raged through her mother that
afternoon.  She looked at her daughter.  "And how did that make you feel?"

   Kathy didn't know how to say what she felt.  "I got mad."

   "Mad?" prompted her mother.

   "Yes.  I was mad at you for acting slutty, and I was mad at Uncle Bob
and then I wanted to shout and scream, but my...  pussy..." even now she
was mad enough to say a word she knew would get her in trouble, "yes...  my
pussy itched and I had to rub it and then he ejaculated in you and I wanted
to scream.  I didn't like that feeling, and I know you've stayed away from
men because of Jill and me and I'm all confused about everything."

   Liz' eyes got bigger and bigger as her daughter babbled on, and she
realized that Kathy was JEALOUS!  She had all the classic symptoms.

   "Kathy, honey" she said.  Kathy quit talking and looked at her mother.
"Has Uncle Bob ever touched you?"

   Kathy didn't understand.  "Of course.  We wrestle and tickle and stuff
all the time."

   "No, I meant has he ever touched you...  like he touched me today?"

   Now it was Kathy's eyes that got big.  "Oh NO Mamma, NEVER.  Why would
you ask me that Mamma?  I don't let any boys touch me like that."

   Liz held up her hands.  "I know, honey.  But you were acting like maybe
he had and then he touched me too and you got jealous about it."

   Kathy barked a laugh "Just because he's handsome and strong and smart
and has a cock to die for..." she clapped her hand over her mouth with an
audible smack.  She expected her mother to slap her or worse.

   Instead Liz just laughed.  "He does indeed have a...  cock - I believe
you used that word - to die for.  Tell me something.  When you wrestle with
him how does it make you feel?"

   Kathy thought.  "Well, I feel all warm and good and happy.  It's fun and
I like him and it feels good when he touches me." Her head jerked up "But
that doesn't mean I want to..." she trailed off, her eyes going out of
focus.  "Um...  mamma...  he kissed me goodbye today...  on the lips."

   Liz smiled "Oh?"

   "Yes.  And I felt all gooshy inside, like when I was watching you two.
Mamma you did it TWICE!!"

   Liz ducked her head to cover her smile.  But then she frowned.  Her
daughter was ripe for the plucking, full of hormones that some pimply faced
boy could soon use to manipulate her into something that could be good...
or bad.  Liz didn't want that to turn out bad for her daughter.

   "Yes we did.  And that's because I wanted it.  I NEEDED it."

   "But I don't understand.  You kept telling him 'no' and to stop and that
you shouldn't be doing it but you just kept going until...  I don't
understand."

   Liz thought for a minute.  "If your Uncle tried to kiss you again, would
you let him?"

   Kathy's eyes went out of focus again.  "Yes.  Is that bad?"

   "No" said her mother.  "It's normal.  What if he wanted to kiss your
neck, or shoulders, or your stomach?  Would you let him do that?"

   Kathy's eyes got bright.  "Like when he kissed your stomach and then..."

   "Yes, that too.  How would you feel if he wanted to do that with you?"

   "I don't know" said Kathy.  But she was rubbing her thighs together, and
one hand was over her breast.  She didn't even know she was doing it.  Liz
knew though, and it was plain to see that Kathy had a crush on her Uncle.

   "You know he's coming over here for the weekend," said Liz.

   Kathy's eyes got wild.  "Here?  He's going to stay HERE?  But...  why?"

   Liz laughed.  "You saw us out there.  Why do you THINK he's coming over
here?

   Kathy's pussy spritzed at the thought of her Uncle on top of her mother.
"Ohhh Mommy I don't feel good.  I think I'm going to go lie down."

   Liz smiled.  "Look sweetie, let me explain what's happening to you. 
You're horny."

   Kathy gasped, and Liz went on.  "That's right, you're just horny, and I
think you're horny for your Uncle Bob.  No, don't deny it.  I know EXACTLY
how you feel, because he does that to me too.  The reason you were mad at
us today was because part of you wanted him to be doing those things to
YOU, instead of ME."

   Kathy slumped and then flopped back on the bed.  "Ohhh what am I going
to do?  Why is life so hard mamma?"

   "Well" said Liz, "One thing you could do is let him do some of those
things to you.  Then you'd get it out of your system."

   There was hope in Kathy's eyes, but it dimmed.  "He'd never want to do
those things with me.  He's my Uncle."

   Liz said "And he's MY brother."

   The hope came back to Kathy's eyes.  "But I don't know how to do that
stuff, and his penis is so huge it would never fit in me."

   Liz held up her hands.  "Now wait a minute.  I said try a FEW of those
things.  I don't think you're ready for full intercourse yet.  Don't get
ahead of yourself."

   There was silence for a moment.  Liz went on.

   "Look, honey, what if I talked to Uncle Bob for you, to see how he'd
feel about helping you sort of discover the woman inside you?  I trust him.
I think he'll do what you want, and nothing more.  What do you think?"

   "I think I'm having the strangest conversation any girl my age could
have with her mother," said Kathy.  "But OK.  It makes me feel all funny
inside just thinking about it."

   "He's coming over here this weekend to...  help me too.  I know exactly
how you feel."

   The next day Bob got the strangest call of his life.  When Liz asked him
if he thought he might be able to force himself to neck with and pet her
daughter, his prick sprang to attention immediately.

   "What's going on over there Liz?" he said warily.  "First you go wild
and now Kathy?  And you're SUPPORTING her in this?!"

   "Bob, she saw us making love, and it awakened feelings in her that she's
had lying there dormant...  feelings for you.  She's jealous!  Of all the
people to be jealous of, she's jealous of her MOTHER!" She sighed.  "But
Bob, I don't want you sticking that monster of yours in my baby.  She's not
ready for that yet.  I just want you to show her a good time.  Maybe work
on multiple orgasms or something.  If you don't do it she's going to go
looking for it somewhere else and I don't want that.  What do you say?  Can
you do this and keep that beautiful prick where it belongs?"

   "I say there is a full body massage in Kathy's future.  Can you get you
and Jill out of the house for a while?" Liz thought that would be no
problem.  Bob said "Tell her this is the kind of massage that requires she
be unclothed.  That will get her ready to be naked around me.  Things will
take care of themselves then I think.  And no, I won't fuck her, OK?"

   Liz thanked him and hung up.  That night she told Kathy about the
massage date and told Jill that they were going shopping together.  Both
girls were happy.

   Kathy met her Uncle at the door.  He was carrying what looked like a
folded up table of some kind.  She hugged him fiercely, pressing her
breasts against his chest.  "Mommy says you're going to give me a massage,"
she said, kissing his cheek.

   "That I am." he said.  "Do you know what that means?"

   "Mom said that I'll have to take my clothes off, and you'll touch me
places she doesn't want any other boys to touch me, but that it's OK if you
do it."

   He looked at her.  "Well, that's a start.  Where do you want to do
this?"

   She looked down, unaccountably embarrassed.  "Can we do it in my
bedroom?" He nodded and followed her to that room where he set up the
table. It was narrow, just wide enough for her body to fit on it with two
wings for her arms that were adjustable.  They could be folded in, along
the table, so her arms were by her sides, or folded out and up so her arms
cold be in any position including over her head.  The legs were adjustable
too, so the table could be low or high.  It was padded with soft cloth. 
Kathy stood there watching as he set up.

   "When should I take off my clothes?" she asked.

   "Now would be fine" he said, making an adjustment to the table.  By the
time he was done, Kathy had stripped down to her bra and panties, which she
thought was far enough.  He turned and smiled.  "Take those off too Kat" he
pointed at her bra.

   Suddenly she got shy.  "Do I have to?" she whined.

   "No" he said.  "And that's something I want you to understand perfectly
today Kat.  You don't have to do anything that makes you uncomfortable.  If
I touch you someplace you don't like, just tell me and I'll stop."

   "You didn't stop when my mother told you to stop out in the woods."
Kathy said in a low voice.

   "That's because she didn't actually want me to stop Kathy.  Its hard to
explain, but I knew she didn't mean what she was saying."

   "I know" said Kathy, reaching behind her for her bra catch.  "I knew she
didn't mean all those things too." The catch came loose and the bra fell
off her pale bulging breasts.  She saw a hunger come in Uncle Bob's eyes
that made her pussy start feeling like it needed a nice rub.  Before she
could chicken out she pulled down her panties and literally threw them far
enough away from her that she couldn't grab them and put them back on.

   Bob looked her up and down.  "Mmm, Mmm, Mmm" he said.  "You are one
beautiful young woman, Kathy."

   She felt her pussy spritz again at his compliment and crawled up on the
table before juice could start running down her thighs.  She lay on her
stomach.  The arm wings were at her sides right now.  She felt very exposed
and slightly chilled, even though it was summer.

   Then, as if he could read her mind, he covered her back and buttocks
with a flannel sheet and she felt nice and warm.  He also had a very warm
oil that smelled nice and he began rubbing it on her legs and feet.  He
worked one leg up to her thighs and then went back to get the other one. 
Then he did her thighs and buttocks, rubbing and squeezing them until she
bit her lip to keep from moaning.  He moved the sheet and did her lower
back, and then her upper back and it felt so good she wanted to go to
sleep. He worked her neck then each arm, pulling the wings out so she
looked like she was an airplane, flying along.  He put the wings back by
her sides and told her to turn over.

   Her nervousness and shyness were gone now, something she didn't think
about, and when she bared her breasts and pussy to him now she felt proud
somehow.  He'd already told her she was beautiful, so she knew he liked
looking at her.  Now she would get to feel his hands on her, like she'd
seen his hands move on her mother's body.  Her pussy creamed a little bit
thinking about that.  He did her arms first, talking softly about how, in a
few minutes, he was going to have to touch her intimately.  When he
finished with each arm he moved the wings until they were extended above
her head.  Now she was stretched out like an arrow.  His hands came down
the arms and onto her shoulders and upper chest, where he spread the warm
oil liberally.

   He stopped for a minute and said "Your mother tells me you want to feel
some sexual things.  I brought a special balm that can help with that.  Do
you still feel that way?"

   She nodded without speaking and he leaned over and kissed her lips
gently.  She pressed her head up and kissed him back and moved her arms to
hold his head, but he pushed them back where he wanted them.

   "You just lie there and enjoy the feelings.  They might be pretty
intense.  The stuff I'm going to use will make your skin VERY sensitive to
stimulation.  You may even have an orgasm.  Will that be OK?

   She stared at him wide eyed and nodded.  He dipped his fingers into the
little can of cream and spread it on her breasts, paying particular
attention to her nipples.  She gasped at his touch, and then bit her
tongue. She didn't want to sound like some little girl.  He dipped his
right hand fingers into the cream and, without warning, rubbed the greasy
fingers over her pussy lips, between them and one finger even slipped into
her slightly.  Her hips jerked and she let out a gasp of surprise.

   "OK, let's just let that work for a while and then we'll revisit those
areas." he said.

   He went to her legs and did them again.  She felt a tingling in her
breasts and pussy that had to be the cream.  His fingers came up to her
stomach and traced along the skin between her breasts and the light thin
hair she had above her pussy.

   He wasn't pressing hard, but it felt fantastic.  Her hips started moving
up and down in what she realized were the same motions her mother had used
when he was fucking her.  She got embarrassed and tried to keep them still.

   "Hey...  knock it off...  you're getting all tense again" he said.  "If
something wants to move, let it."

   She moaned "It feels strange.  I want to touch...  things."

   "That's my job." he said.  "How does this feel?"

   He ran his hands up and over her breasts, making them go in circles. 
His palms scraped her nipples and she felt little electric shocks go from
them to her pussy.

   "Unngggg" she moaned.  "Good...  that feels good."

   He kept doing that and then put his fingers on her nipples, squeezing
them and pulling on them.  Instinct kicked in and her heels drew up,
smacking into her buttocks while her knees lay out.  She realized she was
exposing her pussy to him, as open as it was possible to be.

   "Ah, you need some attention there too." he murmured.

   One of his big hands slid into the vee of her legs and he fluttered his
fingers over her pussy lips and clit as her world fell apart.  She cried
out and an orgasm crashed over her, drowning her with its rush.  She
couldn't breathe.  He made it even worse by bending over and sucking one of
her nipples into his mouth while he pinched and pulled the other one. 
Finally, he sank one of his fingers deep into her pussy, feeling for the
rubbery mass at the back and tickling it with his fingertip.  Kathy flopped
like a fish out of water, gasping and crying out and groaning.  Her hands
came to the back of his head and held him to her breast and she remembered
seeing her mother do exactly the same thing.  In her mind's eye she saw
herself doing the other things her mother did with this man.  She wanted to
do those things.  He took his thick finger out of her and she almost cried
at the loss.

   "Are you going to...  fuck me?" she groaned.

   "That wasn't part of the agreement" said her Uncle, licking and sucking
the nipple he'd been squeezing.

   "I feel so hot...  so empty...  I need...  something." she moaned.

   "I WILL do this for you" he said, going to the bottom of the table and
pulling on her legs until she slid down and her butt was almost off the
table.  He draped her calves over his shoulders and leaned down to put his
mouth on her pussy.  Then he licked and nibbled her to another mind
shattering orgasm while she screamed her pleasure.  It was a good thing Liz
had taken Jill out for pizza or they'd have heard.

   When he was done she wanted more, begging him to fuck her like he had
her mother.  But Liz had specifically asked him NOT to fuck her, and he
felt like he had to honor that promise.

   He offered to let her see him, and do for him what he'd done for her. 
She eagerly agreed.  He bared his prick for her and she played with it,
getting it hard and then sucking on the tip while she held two hands worth
squeezed tightly in her hands.  He showed her how to jack him off and
warned her about the sperm.  To his surprise she stayed on him when he
came, drinking his spunk down like she had a taste for it already.  Then
she rubbed his slick cockhead on her face and chin and breasts, finally
standing up and trying to rub it into her pussy.  He made her stop and told
her about the promise he'd made.

   Finally she calmed down and settled for lying on the bed with him
holding her.

   Then she demanded to be eaten again and to eat him again.  She had two
orgasms in a row while he sucked her hard teen clitty.  He began to wonder
where Liz and Jill were.  They'd been gone long enough for the standard
jerk-off massage.  Maybe she wanted him to lose control and break her
daughter in.

   But he didn't.

   Almost an hour later they heard the car drive into the garage and got up
to put their clothes back on.  They were sitting at the kitchen table when
Liz and Jill came through the door with bags of groceries and other
purchases in their arms.  The first thing Jill did was stand in front of
her sister and looked at her face.  "She doesn't LOOK any different" she
said to her mother.

   Kathy said "What are you doing brat?"

   Jill said "Mommy told me Uncle Bob was helping you discover the woman
inside you and that you'd probably be different when we got home.  But you
don't look any different to me."

   Liz came over to her daughter and whispered something in Kathy's ear.

   Kathy shook her head and said "No...  thanks to you".

   She pouted as Liz looked up at Bob.  "Well well" she said.  "You were a
good boy after all.  I'm going to have to reward you...  later."

   He grinned.  "Good.  I keep my promises, but it wasn't easy."

   Kathy went "Humph" and flounced out of the room.

   "What are you talking about?" piped Jill.  "Does it have anything to do
with sex?  We're studying sex in science class.  It's interesting." She
went over and sat down on Uncle Bob's lap, putting her arms around his
neck. He was her favorite Uncle too.  "The book said that the average male
penis is six inches long, but I remember when Kathy pulled your pants down,
Uncle Bob, and yours is LOTs longer than that."

   Bob groaned and said "The girls in this family will kill me one of these
days."

   Jill wiggled on his lap "Did you spank Kathy for jerking your shorts
down Uncle Bob?  I hope so.  She deserved a spanking for that." She wiggled
some more.

   Bob grabbed her waist and turned her over his lap.  "Yes I did, just
like THIS" and he began smacking her butt with his open hand.

   She shrieked and laughed and wiggled some more until he started hitting
her harder and harder and she actually felt some pain.

   "OOWWWW MOMMY UNCLE BOB IS SPANKING ME MAKE HIM STOP".

   Finally he stopped, letting his hand rub her tight teen butt while Liz
laughed from across the room.  "I'd better get your reward ready pretty
soon or I won't have a virgin left in the house!"

   Bob let Jill go and she stood up, smoothing her clothing.  She was red
in the face and breathing hard.  She looked at her Uncle for a few seconds
and then stuck out her tongue at him.  He grabbed her again around the
waist and pulled her between his legs, sticking his tongue out and pushing
his face toward hers.

   He was obviously going to lick her face and she screamed and pushed at
him.  He was too strong, though and he was able to get his face into her
neck and lick her there.

   She struggled but he could feel a shudder pass through her as he gave
her a short hickey.  Then he pushed her away and said "Be careful what
faces you make little girl."

   She stiffened and stood up straight.  "I am NOT a little girl."

   Liz came up to them and pried Jill out of her Uncle's grip.  "Go get
ready for supper," she ordered.  When Jill had gone Liz let her hand stray
onto his lap while she kissed him.  "You're a horny old goat" she said. 
She jumped as he tweaked one of her nipples.

   That night, bob went to bed on the couch.  Kathy, of course, knew he
wouldn't stay there long.  She waited for the squeak of the board in front
of her mother's room and got out of bed.  As luck would have it, Jill
wasn't asleep yet.

   "What are you doing?" Jill asked.

   "Nothing.  Go to sleep," said Kathy, going to the door and opening it
slowly.

   She peeked into the hallway.  She was about to go out into it when she
realized Jill was behind her.  She turned around "Get back in bed.  You
can't come with me."

   "Why not?" said an obstinate Jill.

   "Because you're too young." whispered Kathy.

   "I am NOT!" whispered Jill hotly.  "Too young for what?" she asked.

   "I can't tell you.  You're too young.  You wouldn't understand.  You
wouldn't even believe me!"

   "Yes I would.  What?  Kathy WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" the last part she spoke
out loud.  Kathy whirled around and put her hand over her struggling
sister's mouth.  "Shhhhh!  You want them to hear us?  Shut up!  You're
going to ruin everything!"

   "If you don't tell me what you're doing I'm going to scream." warned
Jill.

   Kathy pushed her back into the room.  "OK, OK, just stay quiet.  I'll
tell you, but you have to SWEAR not to tell anybody...  not even Tricia."
Tricia was Jill's best friend.  When Jill had solemnly promised Kathy
licked her lips and said "Mom and Uncle Bob are going to have sex."

   "Sex with who?" said a confused Jill.

   "With each OTHER dummy!" whispered Kathy.

   "No WAY!" whispered Jill.  "You're lying.  What are you REALLY doing?"

   "I know it sounds weird, but they ARE.  I saw them do it at Gram's the
other day...  the day I pulled his shorts down." "You did not" said Jill
with complete confidence that she was right.

   "I did too and I can prove it," said Kathy.  "You can come with me - I
think they're going to do it in the living room because her room is too
close to ours.  She makes a LOT of noise when they do it.  But you can't
say a WORD!  And you can't make any noise.  If we get caught they'll
blister our butts." Kathy knew that wasn't what would happen, but she
needed Jill to stay quiet.

   Jill wasn't convinced, but the way her sister was talking made it sound
like she really believed what she was saying, so Jill crept out into the
hall with Kathy and they inched down the hall.  Sure enough, their mother's
bedroom door was open and the dim night light showed there was no one in
her bed.  They snuck down the hall and peeked around the doorway into the
living room.

   But the couch was vacant too.

   Kathy looked around, trying to think of where they might have gone. 
Maybe the back yard.  It was a warm night and the back yard was big and
dark.  She pulled Jill with her to the kitchen and found the sliding patio
door open.  Once through that they were in the moonlight, but there was
nothing they could do about that.

   There was a noise from the back yard, out by the big twin Elm trees that
had the rope hammock strung between them.  Silently the two girls tiptoe
toward that area.

   Kathy knew they had struck pay dirt by the sound of her mother's voice
moaning.  To Jill it sounded like her mother was in pain.

   They got to the tree and peeked around.  Kathy was ready and clapped her
hand over Jill's mouth as Jill started to yell.  They could clearly see
their mother, stark naked leaning back in the big rope hammock.  Her calves
were up on Uncle Bob's shoulders.  He was also naked.  Where their crotches
met there was a solid line of darkness running from Uncle to Mother.  Even
Jill could figure out it was his penis, and as she watched in horror, that
long thick thing sunk into her mother's body until it looked like it was
all gone.  Her mother let out an agonized croak and then she sighed "Oh
Bobby don't EVER stop that" and it was obvious, even to Jill, that her
mother was VERY happy that this was happening to her.

   Once it was clear that all of this was voluntary, Jill settled back to
watch what they had just studied in school.

   Bob was working her pussy hard.  With her butt supported by the hammock,
he could hold her hips and slide her back and forth on his firm rod.  Since
he was standing, he could jut his loins forward and he had no trouble
controlling her pussy as it slid up and down his shaft.  And in this
position, he was able to get the whole thing inside her.  Every so often he
leaned over and gave her a long tongue sucking kiss, or sucked her nipples,
giving her little rabbit thrusts and mashing her clit with his pubic bone.
As expected she exploded into an orgasm that was both satisfying and loud.

   In the end she begged him not to shoot his sperm in her, but then didn't
tell him to take his prick out of her.  When he told her he was going to
cum she told him she was fertile, and that if he did she'd have a baby for
sure.

   But she didn't make him take it out.

   It was obvious to Bob AND her two daughters that she wanted him to cum
in her, maybe even make her pregnant.  She was teasing him, trying to get
him so excited that he'd do exactly the opposite of what she was demanding
and fill her full of his hot sperm.  None of the rest of them knew that Liz
had decided she wanted another baby before she got too old, and this man
was who she wanted to father that child.  When she felt his cock give up
it's heavy load of thick cum she squeezed her newly re-discovered pussy
muscles, milking him for every drop of his precious baby batter.

   As for Bob, the fact that his beautiful sister was willing to let him
dump his seed into her belly, knowing full well she could get pregnant, was
so hot for him that he stayed mostly hard even after spewing her full of
his sticky sperm.  And so he kept fucking her, pulling out a bit now, to
give her internal organs a rest, and fucking her pussy with long slow
strokes that were soothing to both of them.

   Jill, feeling light headed, glanced at Kathy, who had one hand in her
panties and was rubbing between her legs furiously.  Jill had also
discovered the delights of rubbing certain places, and happily joined her
sister in getting off while they watched their Uncle ream out their mother.

   While Bob lazily ran his long penis in and out of his sister, he said
"What are we going to do about Kathy?"

   Both girls heard that question and Kathy whirled to put her finger up to
her sister's mouth again, reinforcing silence.

   Liz sighed and lay back in the hammock, enjoying their lazy fuck.  "I
don't know Bob.  She wants you to fuck her, but I don't think she can take
your cock."

   Jill stiffened at her mother's words and Kathy put her hand over her
sister's mouth.  Jill struggled, but Kathy was stronger.  when Jill
realized she couldn't break free, she relaxed.

   "You know as well as I do" said Bob "that if a woman WANTS to take a big
cock she CAN take a big cock.  Physically it's not a problem.  I'd just
have to go slow.  The problem is whether to let her do it or not.  Once
she's had a taste of junior here - he shoved it into his sister hard - once
might not be enough.  And Jill's going to find out sooner or later.  What
then?"

   Liz laughed.  "Weren't you paying attention today?  She climbed all over
you.  She sat in your lap and wiggled all over it.  When you spanked her I
bet her panties got wet.  She's not far off from where Kathy is and Bob, I
just don't want them sexually active with strange boys.  That's a recipe
for disaster.  At least if you knock them up we'll know whose babies they
have and we can raise them in a good home without resistance from some
boy's parents.

   Bob leaned back and stopped.  "What do you mean?  Aren't you going to
put them on the pill?"

   Liz shook her head.  "No.  I don't trust the things.  I've read that
some researchers think they cause cancer and I'm not willing to take the
chance with my girls.  Besides, if they're old enough to have sex, they're
old enough to live with the consequences.  If they understand that from the
very beginning maybe they'll control their urges a little better.  Besides,
if they get all their attention from you we can control when you give them
that attention.

   The two adults were standing now, in a loose embrace, but it was obvious
they were going to go back to the house soon.  Kathy pulled her sister away
from the conversation and started retreating to the house.
   
