Now anyone that’s been to adult theaters knows how unusual that is, but I’d seen it happen before so figuring she knew where she was at, I continu...d wanking away. Unlike some of the older, seedier adult theaters this one had plenty of light and there were lots of places to sit so I assumed her choice of seats was a conscious one and an indication she liked what she saw. We both kept stealing glances at each other…me checking out her gorgeous long legs (the skirt she had on barely covered her. By touch alone I reach out and reciprocate, delighting in the feel of her smooth skin, finding her little nipple and rubbing it with my thumb, feeling it harden to a little point.As if reading each others thoughts our hands are soon between each others legs, touching and exploring each other's hairless slit. Our mouths are still locked together and our tongues still perform their dance as fingers stroke and explore, arousal drawing forth our juices to lubricate questing fingertips. Our breath. It fires all kinds of memories and inflames all of my senses. Just as I'm about to start remembering, Beth staggers drunkenly into my room. "Hey, where'd all the guys go?" she asks. "I'm sure there were guys here. I feel like getting fucked; but not in the ass. My ass is sore. Are there any guys in here?" Beth, just go lie down in your room and sleep it off," I command. She nods her head and staggers drunkenly into the wall next to the door."I could have sworn there was a door here," she says.. Just a few days my mom said. Me?Well I wasn't so sure about it. They wanted me to pretend to be theirdaughter for a few days. I could not grasp the why, but mom said it hadsomething to do with a Great Aunt that I barely remember. For some reasonshe thinks that I am her niece, and she wanted to see all of us, whichincludes me, the so called niece."All of the real girls in the family are way older or too young. However,you are just right, and we think that you'll be just lovely when I amdone with.