What I should admit is that I'd grown infatuated with her. I'd always cared for her deeply and we were both aware of a spiritual connection. Neither o...f us was completely at ease with our own sensuality. Sex remained a titillating and excitingly naughty topic. That discomfort, however, was rapidly changing.Our sibling connection was tender and loving. At base, that tender connection was always operative, even when we were at odds. Clearly, we cared deeply for each other, but because she was so. Shekicked off here underwear and there was a penis. After a few seconds itdawned on me, it was just any penis, it was MY penis, right down to the tinybirthmark on the shaft. At about this time Mary said "Uh Fred maybe youshould look at yourself". I looked down to see nothing, nothing but a smoothsatin panty. "Oh no, what happened to us!" I said in disbelief.After the shock had subsided, I decided to take a closer look at Mary's (??)penis. I lifted it away from the balls. Mary said "that feels. "I've always wanted to try this!" Kitty remarked, emulating the enticing grin that Pete had given her when they first arrived. "F...F..fucking hell Kit, you look sensational!" an exasperated Pete stammered quite a bit louder than he perhaps meant to. "Shh!" Kitty giggled, before closing her eyes and losing herself to the sensations of water now pressing onto her clit as she held the edge of the tub. Pete moved forwards, crouching behind her in the deepest recess of the tub as Kitty squatted on. On Wednesday Lee once again went into Sparta looking for work. This time he checked back with a couple of places where the owner or manager had been gone before then hit two farm implement dealers also. On his way back into town from an implement dealer just outside of Sparta Lee saw a sign for Tinkers' Salvage. On a whim he drove into the lane and wound his way onto the property. He drove past several old wrecked cars until he came to a rough looking but sturdy building with an office sign on.