. . OK . . . One million . . . Who will giveme a million?"Cindy and Lisa moved around on stage giving the bidders a good look at them asthe auctioneer... continued on. "Who will give me four million? . . . Gotfour, now five million . . . Yeah . . . Now who will give me seven million . ..?"The wives kept listening as the auctioneer continued with the bidding thanspoke directly to the ladies and said. "Give them a peak at your bush andlet them all see your both natural blondes."Cindy and Lisa didn't. I was almost unaware that I was moving my hips until the sweetest thrill of excitement I've ever felt ran through me. My cock, a****l that it is, felt only the soft, full curve of a woman and paid absolutely no attention to the fact that it was my step daughter's ass. I could feel the delicious friction created when I moved my hips an almost imperceptible amount and felt powerless to stop it. Tammy's gentle breathing seemed shallow and even and after a few minutes gave me the confidence to take. "Thomas let go of his panda bear Mr. Bearsky and sat up on his bed, Rachel still holding him. Heather was beaming. "Alright sweetie, your Aunt Rachel and I want to dress you up like our little niece in some of our old clothes that Nana has saved for when we have little girls of our own someday. Doesn't that sound like fun?" Heather was bubbling with happiness, hoping it would be contagious to her nephew."Okay Auntie, but won't everyone laugh at me and call me names? I don't want to be made fun. We'd been driving around town in it, living up life andshowing off now for the past few months. I envied him.I ran upstairs to my new room, threw on a ratty old pair of jeans, anequally elderly AC/DC t-shirt, slid my shoes on and made ready to headout when I saw that odd necklace sitting on the bed.Hmm, I thought to myself, must have missed that when I grabbed the restof the pile.I picked it up to examine it closer. I entertained the notion oftossing it in the waste bin for a moment. Then I.