I reached toward her end of the duffel. As usual, she'd been prepared the night before. Our clothing needs for the weekend were minimal anyway. I'd ma...ke sure hers were the "bare" minimum.We drove down to the take-out point first. Transferring their gear to our Jeep, we left Tom's pickup there all locked up safely. Then we drove back to the Interstate Bridge and unloaded. By 10AM we were on the river. At the start, there was almost no current. It was a good spot to teach Becky the rudiments of. " The hairs on the back of my neck bristled. I suddenly suspected that something was very, very wrong here.After thinking about it for a couple weeks, I thought of a test that might shed some light on this new supposition. I walked up to Dee as she knelt in one of the flower beds planting some new type of posies. "Why don't you plant some violets, Dee," I asked innocently."Violets are weeds," she answered, looking up at me and smiling."It just happens to be the state flower," I observed."Oh,. Is that really bad weird?" "I've given up on most preconceived notions. I know how we must act in public. As I've already said though, what we do here stays here! If you wish to explore bi sexual tendencies I'll not judge you. I had a couple of experiences before Tim and I got together. I thought that it was inappropriate behavior for a mother but now……" Sara broke off in mid sentence. She realized what she so easily was admitting to her children. Well hell she thought no secrets in this. I had seen her pussy before, but I was still fascinated. I moved closer to examine it. Her slit was pink where the lips met. I wanted so badly to touch it, but I didn’t dare. I returned the covers over her body and started to get dressed. I considered myself a frequent masturbator, an action never discussed in our home. Frequently, I did it in bed while my sister slept beside me. Occasionally, however, I couldn’t wait until night. Many times I found myself in the shower holding the nozzle in my.