Maddi’s thoughts once again drifted to Christy. It must have been easy for Diana to convince her much older full-sister to lose her virginity in suc...h an immoral way. ‘How many?’ she thought. How many ancestral loads did Diana have to release to get her sister pregnant? Maddi couldn’t get over Diana’s response. Christy’s relation to her was irrelevant. ‘Just a womb’. She whispered to herself. Maddi’s thin fingers tugged at the pleats of her skirt. “What about me, Diana?” Maddi muttered, forcing. “Soft...” Ally whispered.“Soft...” Ling repeated in a whisper as well.They stood there for another few moments, listening to the beating of their hearts. Then, closing their eyes, their lips met.Gently, their lips brushed against each other, soft flesh against flesh. Alley reached up and ran her fingers through Ling’s long black hair, stroking her bare shoulders. Ling responded by running her fingers across Ally’s back. Their lips continued to play against each other for a few more long. So this looking at each other went on for a few days. After that, as I know her full name, I searched her on Facebook. I sent a friend request to her which she accepted. After that usual talk started between us about each other. After a few days, we exchanged a contact number and now became a good friend. Now let me introduce her. She is 22 but a very talkative girl. She has a big ass and huge breasts. As she became very friendly one day she invited me to her home to listen to music. I went. ” Here she bellowed as only she could, “DAD!”I jumped and sprang forward.“Yes, darling?” I croaked, my eyes wet, I admit it, having heard my darling daughter defending me. She looked at me quizzically.“Dad, can I send these letters to Mum?”“Yes, darling.” A catch in my voice. Another quizzical look.She turned away, “OK Mum, I”ll send them as attachments. Give me your email address.”“ ... No, Mum, you never gave it me or Dad.”She wrote the address down. “Bye Mum.” Then she attached the letters.