Mom had jet black hair. They could pass as sisters, as my sisters. Once I hit puberty I was jerking off every chance I got to who ever I could think... about. Then I started to use pictures of granny and mom and I would squirt my load on them, sometimes I would grab a pair of panties from the laundry. I really needed some naked pictures of these two but was never sure how to get them. Then one day granny and I were home alone, mom was at work. Granny had her hair up and just a t shirt on. Her. Fear: Sure she said it was OK, bit did she really mean it?I realized that the shower was no longer running. The door opened and Carrie came out with the towel around her hair and not a thing else. Crunch time! I picked up the bra. Part 3 - Carrie's Tale:I was totally relaxed, hot sex followed by a hot shower had left me calm and composed. I stepped from the shower and plied the great, soft towel over my body, then wound it around my hair. I was almost in a trancelike state, serenely wondering. With good wine she was like putty by the time we were through. I could have asked for and received anything at that point. That was the point.We taxied to a large discrete residence just outside the city center in an old part of town that still enjoyed the glory of its past and stood out as a jewel among many. The house was of the Victorian style but with minimal gingerbread cues. Barely visible from the street, the landscaping was mature with large, beautiful trees and immaculately manicured. In Momo’s lap were the four cats, and in Jenny’s were two rabbits.“See, Zoe? This is Master. He’s the one Momo told you about.”A skinny brown cat crawled from Momo’s lap and into mine, sniffing me all over with great interest.“Ok,” said Dr. Lawrence, “next question. Jenny, could you please ask one of your friends if they dream when they sleep?”Jenny held up a furry bunny to her face. “Do you have dreams?” she asked. I didn’t see any kind of obvious reply from the rabbit, at least anything more.