Aunt Marti had cold sandwiches and hot soup ready for lunch. I was ravenous after splitting wood all morning. In between bites I looked around the cab...in. Aunt Marti had put as much effort into the mornings work as I had. The cabin was much cleaner. The windows were washed, the floor was swept, the walls and furniture were dusted, the curtains were drying on a clothesline that hadn't been there yesterday and a large pot of water was heating on the stove."Are we done with work for the day?" I. Instead of wine and a warm fireplace, they were sipping cokes over a pizza box, relaxing from their afternoon's labors.Raul and Bobby had moved Sammy's bedroom furniture into the garage of Barbara's house before the wedding. Today Bobby and Sammy had wrestled it up the stairs to her new bedroom. Once it was there, Sammy happily ordered Bobby around, having him move stuff from place to place as she tried different arrangements for her room in her new home.After that, Bobby had tackled the yard. They always had since they became friends. Both sets of parents had brought it up as perhaps a practice they should stop but they always resisted fiercely, they had always enjoyed it and never saw good reason to stop. Plus, they never gave their parents enough reason to insist that they cease. So, it was natural when Tim just started setting up the couch as a bed… sheet, blanket, and pillows. Jamie smiled and thanked him. They each went about their nightly routine… it was common enough for her. I remember giggling a little bit; did Kim think we were all going to make love by the fire?Kim then got undressed and her and I entered the shower. Wendy stood there watching us.I reached down and scrubbed my pussy with my hand even though I had just taken a shower before I came to Wendy's. Kim stood next to me, one arm across her tits and the other in front of her pussy. "Wash her, " Kim ordered me.I approached Kim as the warm water hit me in the face and soaked my whole body. Kim took a.