The most pressing problem, however, was her bladder, which was screaming for attention. She eased her legs over the side of her bed carefully, surpris...ed to find herself in her wrinkled angora sweater and slacks of the previous day. At least she’d had the sense to kick off her shoes the previous evening before she got in bed.Her eyes fell on the bright red bucket sitting next to her bed. It was the one she used when she washed floors or windows, and it belonged in her kitchen on top of the. There was a lot morepaperwork but she was so well organised that she must have done itbefore. He took the opportunity to change his surname, so that two weekslater when the approvals came through he, or rather she, was officiallyMs Eve Prentiss.Eve was quick to take advantage of her official status. She opened a bankaccount, got a credit card, got a learners car license, and a passport.All of which required ID, which previously would have had to be as Adam.She was pleased not to have to face. Linda started to massage her pussy on the outside getting herself moist. Apart from last night I had never seen her do this and this was close up. Not only could I see her getting moist I could smell it! She inserted two of her fingers and moved them into a V, still concentrating on the outside. Her fingertips started to dip into her moist insides and move further upon the outside towards her clit. She had moved from a slightly propped up postion having viewed my reaction to her newly shaved. She would not admit it outright, but she pictured her dad with her. She knew that she could fuck her father. She wondered if her brother could fuck their mother. She was pretty sure he could.She had to know. The thoughts going through her mind were too much not to even try to inquire while their mother was at their house. Melanie smiled at her mother and asked, “So, mom, have you ever thought about getting with Justin?”Justin looked at his sister and his eyes got big. He could not believe that.