“There’s a good puppy. Now, roll over.”Mom balked.“Danny,” Mrs. Randall rumbled.I administered a slight pull on the leash. Mom gave in and c...omplied. She lowered her shoulder to the floor, then turned her body so that she rolled across the linoleum of the kitchen floor like an accommodating dog. As she did her roll, I was able to see for certain that she was completely shaved clean between her legs. I knew it wasn’t what I should be thinking about right then, but I couldn’t help it.“Back.”My mom. I stand and wait as her large brown irises ran up and down my body. “Oh dear, it looks as if someone has made a bit of a mess.” Her hand on my wrist bids me to turn and I rotate taking care that my shaky legs don’t lose their balance on the slightly precarious perch of my wedges. Her free finger is pointing behind me to the bar stool I so recently vacated upon which, unabsorbed by the shiny PVC fabric, is an obvious and quite substantial pool of very naughty pussy juices. I redden, instantly. A week passed, and June and I went over to their house. This was going to be weird. We socialized, and the subject of our mission for later that evening scarcely came up. We joked about all the things we usually joked about, drank a bunch of wine, and had a good time. About 11:00 Pete announced that it was about time to "get started."Mary said her goodnights, and went into their bedroom to change. Pete followed her, and returned a moment later in his PJs. He had a plastic cup in his hand.. Where exactly is my Sister anyway?” “She’s at work ‘till seven. “Good, we’ve got some time to talk then! Better make sure we don’t get up to mischief!” “I don’t think that’s going to happen … wait, what do you mean?” “Oh, nothing. Anyway, I’m going to use your laptop to check my email. Come with me if you want and sit in the other room”. The realisation and horror then dawned on me that I had accidentally left a browser window open on my laptop – one that would probably get me into hot water:.