I ask to see your wet panties. You retrieve them from a plastic grocery bag and hand them to me. I bring them up to my face and inhale your scent. Sh...ould I call it a scent? Or an aroma? Or is it a bouquet? It is intoxicating whatever I call it, and then I run my tongue along the dampness and taste you for the first time. Second-hand taste, but satisfying, just like standing next to a smoker when you desperately need a puff on a cigarette, but don't have one yourself. I ask you to turn around.. My mind seemed frozen. As we went through the living room, Big R unzipped my dress, and when it fell to the floor, I stepped out of it, and we continued on. I was now wearing only panties and heels, my full breasts swayed as we walked to the bedroom, following Scott and the man called Russ. Big R fondled one breast as we went.I stopped just inside the bedroom door. I think when I saw the bed, it all became clear to me. Suddenly what had been surreal became very real. Until that moment it had. .My pleasure was short lived as Jilly picked up my arm and standing up placed it by my side, my eyelids were heavy and I was so relaxed I was nearly nodding off, she had the most remarkable touch.She walked around the other side and again half sat on the edge of the table and picked up my arm and again with my fingers pressing against her chest I found her stiff little nipple, she seemed to know exactly how to hold my arm.She then placed my hand in her lap and I made sure my fingers were. There is plenty of room and they have a loft also," Coleen assured me before they left.Clare had gotten out the utensils and the plates, and started to fill them with stew before pouring the milk into mugs while I talked with D & C. She now went over to her Cousin and Wolf."Saoirse, it's time to eat," she told her gently. The other girl looked up from where she clung to Wolf."Has Mother returned?" she whispered in fear."No, Dear. The food was brought in by some of the O'Connell women. We should.