It was what she had allowed to happen out there with Ike, the very first night they'd come! But she tried not to think about that. It didn't seem poss...ible that she had been that woman on the porch, groaning out her lust at each of her son-in-law's deft touches!A hot flush enveloped her as she recalled it, and once more she tried to send the memory to the farthest reaches of her mind. She flipped the pages rapidly, scanning the interminable ads in the high fashion magazine. Ordinarily she would. “Absolutely not! I look like a million bucks in this dress, and I’m wearing it” she replied.Jennifer told her mother who graciously said “Never mind sweetheart. I’ll get another dress. After all, it’s your special day.”A few days later, they went shopping, and did find another gorgeous dress for her mother.When they stopped for lunch, Jennifer asked her mother “Aren’t you going to return the other dress? You really don’t have another occasion where you could wear it.”Her mother just smiled and. It helped that Nikki lived only a few blocks awayand went to the same school.That morning when Tammy woke up she groaned, feeling a bit cranky andbloated, unlike her usual happy self. She walked over to her bathroomand started to sit down on the toilet. When she pulled down her pantiesand screamed at the top of her lungs in fear.Erica frantically came running into the bathroom, "What is it honey?What's wrong?"Looking down she noticed blood in the trembling girl's panties andimmediately. We arranged for the two of them to come and live with us for a week so they could get a feeling of what it was like to live in our hypersexual erotic environment fulltime.We’d talked about our emphasis on sex with Brad and Marjorie. She had quickly determined that the clinical description of what she’d referred to as her nymphomania was exactly what she’d had since puberty. She was hyper focused on all things sexual. Brad said that while he had leanings in that direction, he was mostly along.