I forgot and bent over in front of him. It made my pussy tingle.”The next day I asked Mom if she needed me to take any more pictures. She just asked... me to show her how to use the self-timer. Well that took a couple of hours but finally she got it.That night when I checked my mail there were four pictures from Mom. I could tell that she had placed the camera on her dresser and that it was as far away from her bed as it could be. She had changed the setting and it no longer used the maximum. “What I believe my sister is trying to explain to you, is that she thinks of you as not just her sister, but one of her closest friends. Someone she can turn to when I’m not the right person to talk to. Someone to share everything with.”I looked sharply at Tommy, what was he saying? I know I had a confusion when it came to women; had he read my mind about my feelings toward Kazumi or was he trying to plant some seeds for something else.“Laura, I do think of you as my sister and I would be. ”I excused myself and left and did like dad said. I lay there on my bed for maybe five minuets and then got up and went into my bathroom and washed my face. I felt better and was thinking about Aunty Barbra’s activities. Oh, I had wanted to get next to her, close enough to fuck her but at the dining room table? I returned and took my chair and sat down again. Aunty seemed to be behaving herself as we ate this time. Maybe she thought her advances had been too much for me to accept. The. It was either me, or her father coming over and interrupting us, but whatever the case, she left the party. Without me. Now I was alone with her father. A nudist. Naked. I was so very thankful I had pulled on the shirt. It barely covered my naked crotch. I was leaving a little wet spot in the chair. I knew it. He was talking about something, and I was somewhat listening. Trying not to look at his body. I’m not a slut. I don’t usually hang out in the basement with men old enough to be my father..