.I started realizing that my story was more possible than I had first guessed.When we bought our house 5 years ago the previous owners had a dog that ...they couldn't keep. We weren't aware of that till after we'd moved in, the house had stood vacant for a few months and the next door neighbors had adopted the dog but he still periodically dug his way under the fence. The hole lined up with where they had screwed up in installing the fence leaving a larger gap next to one of the uprights. At a. This lucky bastard got his mom pregnant eighteen years ago, when he was eighteen. His mom was thirty-five at the time, and now she is fifty-three. Their names are Jack, and Mandy. They had their son, and continued their relationship for all those years. They named their son, Tommy, and came out to him when he was sixteen. They thought by then, he was mature enough to handle the news. I finally got an interview to do alone. It really just felt more intimate, with just one person asking. There was that shushing roar of breaking waves that had always relaxed me to near bonelessness. A few seabirds spoke to one another in the distance. The air smelled like salt and sunshine. Even the feel of water lapping at my feet did not alarm me. My hands dug into warm silkiness beside my hips. I let the sand slide out between my fingers. The touch of a hand on my ankle stilled me even further. The firm grasp was tender and warm. A thumb rubbed across the arch of one foot. This was followed. Sarah caressed Amelia's breasts in turn as she enjoyed the electric contact of Amelia's tongue on first one breast and then the other. Amelia moved over Sarah so that her body covered her friend's and they resumed kissing. Then as their tongues danced, she shifted her hips sideways and slipped her hand between Sarah's legs. Sarah parted them as she felt Amelia's hand begin exploring her pussy, touching, stroking and teasing at her lips and between them.Sarah worked a hand between Amelia's legs.