Yeah, I suppose. About...”“About a brown towel and the sticky parts thereon,” I said.She cast her eyes downward.“You coulda washed it and fold...ed it and nobody’d be the wiser...”“It was gonna come out sooner or later...”“Literally,” I said.She looked sad.“I’m sorry. Not a joking matter, right? Right. Serious stuff, my little sister.”“Okay,” she said. “I was gonna talk to you about it anyway...”“I’m not so sure I wanna know, Rache.”“I’m about to explode. Dana, it’s momentous. Who can I talk. "It was during an infrequent family get together at a picnic in a park that I'd caught Keith and Frances having a ... well row doesn't cover it, as it implies words. Call it an incident. I'd wandered to the loos when I caught Keith with his hand around Frances' throat and his other fist bunched as if to hit her, there had been no signs of discord at the picnic so I was a bit confused. Other than that Keith had been drinking from a hip flask, I could think of no reason for the seemingly drunken. When I brought him to completion, there was no other choice but to drink him down, lest there be any telltale mess.As I continued my thoughts, he would want to return the favor, so I let him drag me to the pool where he could make me stand at the ladder while he dropped down a few steps, allowing his face to achieve the proper height.I pressed forward, my panties suddenly in my purse, my exposed genitalia there for his sight only.Then suddenly, he was head first, up my skirt, delving his tongue. Her thighs spread, her delicate feet flat on the bed, Nicole produced a bottle of lubricant which she carefully applied to the tip of the vibrator. "Relax," she said. "You're going to watch me have an orgasm, and after that I'm going to watch you."Although she started out by teasing her clitoris, it wasn't long before the vibrator' s length had been swallowed by her vagina, and her breathing became more and more intense. It wasn't long before she announced her impending orgasm, and I could see.