Sarah was enjoying Steffy's attention she was now working her clit with two fingers spreading her open and exposing her clit and licking and sucking h...er nipples. Sarah looked at me and mouthed "OK?" I nodded and showed her I was wanking and she smiled then gave herself over to what Steffy was doing. "Fuck that's lovely Steffy" "Good honey you have a lovely pussy and your clit is soooo hard" Steffy giggled "Please don't stop" Sarah urged her and Steffy responded by sinking two fingers into her. “Asked her what, Ali?” When he called me that I would get so wet. It was foolish. But it was us, and I liked it.“Don’t be coy with me. I am the other woman you know, not just mom, I can read the signs.” I hoped I didn’t sound too jealous.“No, I haven’t asked her yet.” He said simply. We knew this was coming. His twenty-first birthday would be soon and I knew he wanted to ask her.“Well, I really like her Jake. I can tell your father loves her already.” I was making idle chatter.He puffed away. My parents never spoke much about their assignments, but I read their articles with fascination when they were finally published. The Vietnam War had ended three years before, and the political fallout from the defeat was still foremost in the public’s mind.It was then that my parents received an assignment to travel abroad for six weeks, and they deemed it too dangerous for me to go. I was to stay in the rented house with the nanny they had hired. It was summer, so there was no point in. It sucked!Darren lay back on the bed and stared at the ceiling. His thoughts kept going back to that Saturday night. What would have happened if he hadn't gone inside? What if Cassie hadn't stepped up and pushed the trio out of the club? What was going on? Why was Cassie the sober one? She'd always been the party girl of the trio. He knew it was mostly bluster, insecurity over her supposedly inadequate chest, but suddenly she was the one with common sense and Stephanie was the party girl,.