Turning sideways, I straightened it and smoothed it over my ass, looking at myself in the mirror again. With my skirt in place, I looked like a classy... beach-girl. Sighing, I realised I was ready but I kept putting it off. I knew Johan would come and get me eventually.Besides, something kept me staring at the mirror with my eyes glued to the image of myself. My nipples were pretty hard and I could see how they pressed against my tank top. I looked down. They weren't too prominent. Apart from. "Why daren't you go to the authorities?" They sat in the kitchen eating."I'd get thrown out and I've no money... and no friends... and... no where to go and..." She broke down into tears."Come with me Mary." Ray put his arm around her shoulders and led her upstairs. "There are four bedrooms in this place, one is mine, another is to be my workroom and office as soon as I get an Internet connection run into it from downstairs, so that leaves two for guests. If ever there is a problem at home, one. She read the note and smiled. “Careful with that one, she bites,” she quietly mentioned with a wink. I slowly got up and walked toward the restroom, making sure no one was watching too closely. I headed toward the men’s but then slipped into the women’s at the last instant. I could see feet in the second stall but no one in the third. However, I obeyed the note, went to the third stall and closed the door. I looked around but saw no sign of Emily. Just then another note landed on my shoulder,. As if by some mutual signal, they stood entwined, lips hot and welded together, arms round each other, then breaking a little apart, they headed next door to Charlotte`sbedroom, a lacey, frilly affair, the bed large and soft, each began shedding one another`s clothing. Buttons flew, fingers eager to explore, shoes clattering to the floor, Mary eager to see what her sister looked like naked after all these years, by now Mary was naked not having put on underclothes in her haste, Charlotte.