. This is how it went.I had a wonderful sleep in Fiona’s bed. I had been having a little trouble with that at home, but though I wasn’t sure I lik...ed it at first, being cuddled and held so tightly I could hardly move seemed to help me settle down. I dimly heard Fiona calling my name, and slowly woke up, feeling lazy, warm and safe in her arms. I felt her hand cupping my face and, still not fully awake, felt uninhibited enough to give her fingers a little kiss. At least she didn’t seem to mind.As. Watching others fuck was normal.But involving my best friends would mean they’d be fucking my mom more often, and I’d be watching them a lot at my home. I told them I’d ask my uncle because he is my mom’s boyfriend. I’ll try to arrange it somehow, and I asked them to leave now.I told my uncle after he finished his session that my friends just saw them fucking because they didn’t close doors. They were asking to sleep with her. He didn’t agree. I tried hard to convince him so that my friends. The felt the intimacy as they lay there together in bed amongst the silk sheets and felt the cosiness shared between a loving couple even thought they were friends. AS they both lay on the line between reality and dreams, they felt more closer to each other than ever before, and it wasn’t because of the passion earlier. It was because of their shares likes and habits. They both decided to make a go of it as they closed their eyes, her head resting on his chest and began to dream. The night. Girls like to be pretty, and that takes an effortwhich, I hope, will make you see the light and stop this nonsense." Shedrew in a breath and told me she wanted me to get dressed so that she"would know what she had to start with." I resisted of course, but inthe end, I could not refuse. Mom waited for me to start changingclothes, and when I did not move, she told me to go ahead, she was thereto help me."Mother, I said I would do this for you. I don't need your help to getready, or dressed.".