Sandra looked at her mother who nodded, and so she followed Wilson to the car.Sir Bartholomew waited for the door to close before he spoke. "I've had ...second thoughts about what we were saying earlier Veronica. I'm going to allow you to have more time with Sandra, perhaps later on..." He paused, "I'm sorry Veronica but today's events have told me that you and Sandra need each other at the moment."Veronica looked at him, "But I thought you..." She began."I'm sorry Veronica, but it is for the. . oh my goodness. What a difference.In that instant we both knew exactly why our parents did that so much. We did it for half an hour that night, and every night after that. We still talked, but we kissed a lot too. I don't know why we didn't do it in the daytime. I guess since we discovered it in bed we just saved it for bedtime.We had taken baths together until I was maybe eight or nine. We didn't stop because of the boy/girl thing, but because we wouldn't fit into the tub together. Mistress White spoke, "as you guessed, we kept you unconscious forquite some time for you to lose weight and to recover after youroperation" I must have looked confused as Mistress White continued,don't look so confused you will soon realize what surgery you havehad, do you know what else we have done so far? You have permission tospeak."i thought for a second and replied "no Mistress" and I was shocked,My face must have shown my shock as both Mistress White and MistressBlack laughed, Mistress. Then John’s fingers reached her half-opened lips and she surrendered. Her soft lips closed around my husband’s fingers and her tongue fought to extricate the spicy piece of grilled lamb from his teasing grip. I leaned closer to her and whispered into her ear, “That’s so fucking sexy!” She shuddered, and my heart did a happy dance. We had her. I picked up a lemony shrimp, and when her eyes opened after she had swallowed her lamb, I held it out to her. “Have you ever made love with another.