Wondering if it was going to be anything like the previous weekend, the games, the standing naked in the basement of his apartment. How she had felt w...hen he had not touched her like she had assumed he would. She knew she was changing. That much was clear. The more she played the sexy maid for her brother, the more she hungered to show off for him. The more she watched him orgasm, the more she had come to like it. To crave it. To want even more. She was doing it for the money, doing it to make. I spent the night on the same hay stack and woke up the next morning feeling a whole lot better. I spent that day on the hay stack, and woke up the next day feeling so much better, that I was sure that I could travel the next day. The woman would not hear of it, and I spent another day "in bed." I will say this: I could not have had more tender care than that woman gave me, and she was right about me needing that extra day of rest.Finally, after my fifth day in bed with her looking after me. .....not twelve" my mom said slightly annoyed about daddy's concerns for me. "what do you mean by that, Lucy ?" my dad asked my mom, in a soft but firm tone. My mom always was somewhat jealous over the tight relationship that I had with daddy. I was daddies little girl and mom couldn't stand it when we teamed up on her, which we did quite often to be honest. Mom replied even more annoyed now...... " Well, you always act like she so innocent, maybe you should tell your daughter that she. Don't get your panties ruffled!" said Aimee, with ahuge grin on her face. "It's cool with me either way. Experimenting ispart of life, girlfriend. Flirting is just harmless fun anyway, as long asyou are not going to cheat on me with him! Plus, not everyone playingthere today was gay. He might have been straight or bi-sexual, and justthought you were hot. We all want to feel hot sometimes, and I know you doas well." Yes, of course we all do, but not from him, OK," said Tony. "I'll stickwith.