Guin moved her eyes up to Angie's and stared straight into them. Not speaking, she reached up and slid her nightgown over her shoulders. "That's bette...r," said Angie, smiling as her sister's breasts were finally revealed. The young girl got up and walked over to her sister, sitting next to her. "They're beautiful." Angelique reached up and put a hand gently on one of Guin's breasts."Thanks," replied Guin. She was surprised at Angie's boldness, and even more surprised that she was letting it. She skips out of bed. “Must rush. Some of us have work to do.”Great, she’s leaving. Another advantage of Sunday opening at Waterstones.Nina is on her way to the en-suite and I confess, I allow my gaze to fix on the French curves of her bottom where they join her slender legs.She starts the shower and returns en route to the landing. As she glides past the bed, I gourmandise my eyes. She’s naked. She’s incredibly tasty.“Need towels,” she calls as the airing cupboard door creaks open. She drifts. She was wearing skin tight cut off blue jeans, and a tight white t-shirt; her pouty breasts visible. The two joined hands and quickly went in the house. Sick of seeing the damage in the flower bed, I walked back to the SUV, drove the rest of the way into the garage, went in the house and thought of my next step to deal with this k**. A couple of hours later, I looked out the window to see the two get back in the car. The boy looked visibly upset, as did the girl with the pouty breasts. They. ComFrom: [email protected]: ThanksOh, Greg, you are the best. Thanks for taking the time today to show me around the internet. I'm just one of these old people who can't seem to get a handle on technology and you are a such dear to help me out. You are very sweet.AliciaSo, I type back:To: [email protected]: [email protected]: ThanksI was happy to help you and would again, anytime. I don't think you should say you are like 'old people', you are really.