I'm having a good time." Then she winked at us and said "I can't wait to see what Dave has in mind for you, Jen."

I'm not sure whether she really was turned on by the thought of me fucking my sister, or if she was just trying to divert attention away from herself, and the prospect that she might get fucked. A little of both, I suspect.

"You're having a good time. Aren't you Erin." My words were half question, half statement and when we turned to look at Erin she nodded quietly, though she still kept her eyes down. She looked gorgeous, too, wearing only tights and her top (plus panties). I didn't know where to stare.

I turned my attention back to Jenny now and ran my hands up and down her back. I grabbed her hair from the back and pulled back lightly to get her to turn her face up at me. Then I leaned down and gave her a long, horny kiss, as I held her head in my hands. I even slipped her a little bit of tongue. I held it for about fifteen seconds or so, then I pulled away. Jenny was confused and horny. She obviously wanted the kiss to continue, but didn't know how to take an active part in it. I figured that was O.K., though, since I'd teach her as time went by.

"Are you still afraid of me, kiddo?"

"I'm not afraid of you, dummy. It's... you know... your thing... that I'm afraid of."

"Don't worry about it. It'll be fine. My dick won't hurt much, even the first time. And you'll like it after a while."

"Promise?" she asked.

"I swear," I told her. "But I want to play another round, now that you're even with the rest of us." I pushed her back into the circle and sat down myself. "Come on you two," I said to Erin and Carla as I motioned for them to sit down. "Take your seats."

As I pushed Jenny away from me, I noticed something that I hadn't picked up on earlier. Jenny's tights were not as opaque as Carla's and Erin's. Her's were actually slightly transparent. I couldn't see through Carla's and Erin's at all, though.

I dealt out five more cards to everyone, again watching the bottom of the deck for anything that looked useful. The girls warily picked up their hands after I'd finished dealing and I watched their faces as each of them looked their cards over. Erin's face fell when she looked at her hand, so it was obvious that she had nothing. Jenny's, by contrast, lit up, while Carla's face stayed quite still. I had a low pair and drew three cards. Jenny casually drew two, while Carla and Erin both drew three. I kept watching Erin's face as she pulled up the three new cards I'd dealt her. She looked crushed, again. I think this was the third hand in a row she was going to lose. I didn't draw anything to improve my hand, but at this point I wasn't really worried about anything, since I was so far ahead, and the girls were obviously mine to command, whatever the results of the card game were.

Sure enough, Jenny had three-of-a-kind, and Erin had nothing at all.

Jenny was suddenly excited to play, since she wasn't on the losing end of things this time and she jumped up and reached her hands out to Erin to pull her up. Erin allowed herself to be pulled up to a standing position, but didn't look terribly happy about much of anything.

"What's it going to be, Erin?" asked Jenny. "Tights or top?"

"Tights I guess."

Jenny looked over at me. "Is tights O.K.?"

"Yeah. Go ahead and take her tights."

Jenny knelt down in front of Erin and put her hands on Erin's hips. She grabbed the waistband of Erin's tights and slowly pulled them off her hips. A couple of times she snagged the waistband of Erin's panties along with the tights, but she carefully pulled that away from the tights, so she didn't strip Erin of that item early.

She pulled Erin's tights down her legs and had Erin lean on her as she lifted each foot to pull the tights off. Then she ran her hands up the back of Erin's legs, just as she'd seen me do earlier. When she got to Erin's ass, she didn't really cop much of a feel, instead slapping her lightly on the ass as she stepped back from her.

Erin was wearing a lovely pair of black panties, that were thin and slightly lacy. Her panties covered a small triangle in the front of her crotch. Then they came up on either side with a thin band of lycra-like material, that got thinner and thinner as it went 'round her back. I told Erin to turn around so I could see her pantied ass. Well, in truth, it wasn't very pantied at all. The two thin bands came around from her front to meet at the top of the crack of her ass. The material then descended down her crack, though it didn't disappear in it. It wasn't quite a thong, but it also was designed to never show underneath tight clothes, no matter how far she bent over.

"You know, Jenny. I think you enjoyed running your hands over Erin's body."

"Well, I did, sort of. Erin's got a nice body, you know."

"I can see that very well. I think you need to spend more time on it, though." Erin, once again, did not seem to react at all. She was quietly looking down, waiting for sentence to be pronounced. I said to Jenny, "You remember what I did when I pulled her skirt off."

"I did the same thing," Jenny asked, "didn't I? I felt the backs of her legs as stood up. That was what you did."

"That's true. But I also kissed her."

"Well, I'm going to, but I hadn't gotten to that part yet. You interrupted me when you told her to turn around."

"O.K. then, go ahead and kiss her like I did." Jenny had obviously forgotten exactly what way I had kissed Erin, when I took her skirt off. Erin, by contrast, had not forgotten. Erin took a step back, as Jenny came toward her. "Steady on there, Erin. Let Jenny kiss you the way I did."

Jenny was looking confused at all this talk of 'the way I did, ' since she thought she knew exactly what to do. She walked up to Erin and put her hands on Erin's shoulders and leaned up and gave her a long sexy kiss on the lips. She actually relaxed enough to slide her arms down Erin's arms and feel her body up slightly. Finally she broke away from Erin. "Well," she said to Erin, "you could help you know. You could kiss me back a little," as though a sexy lesbian kiss were the most natural thing in the world.

"That wasn't what your brother meant, you know."

"What do you mean? He wanted me to kiss you. That's the best I know how to do."

Erin looked up at me, actually hoping that Jenny was right. "Actually, sis, if you remember, that wasn't exactly the kind of kiss I gave to Erin." Picture Jenny looking confused. "Remember something about my telling Erin she should be shaved?"

Now the light dawns. "Oh God. That's gross. I can't kiss her there."

"Now, now. Sure you can. You just kneel in front of her, put your hands on her hips, pull her toward you, and kiss. It's easy."

To my surprise, Jenny didn't put up any more resistance. She walked over in front of Erin, again reached up and kissed her on the lips, then slid her hands down Erin's body as she knelt down in front of her. She ran her fingers along the line of Erin's panties, down to her crotch, then ran her hands down the front of Erin's legs as she sat down at Erin's feet. She stared at Erin's crotch for a second, then kneeled up again and put her hands on Erin's hips. As instructed, she pulled Erin's panty covered crotch toward her face, as she leaned forward at the same time. She brought her lips experimentally toward Erin and kissed her softly at the spot where the lace met the lycra (probably about at the top of Erin's modest hair line).

"Remember," I said, "I nibbled at Erin's panties through her tights." Jenny, who was still staring, fascinated, at Erin's crotch, nodded her head. She leaned forward again and bit at the top of Erin's panties and pulled them away from her body. When Jenny had pulled them back about an inch, she let them go to the sound of the light 'snap' they made when they bounced back against Erin's body. "Did you see her pussy hair?" I asked my sister. "She nodded her head without ever taking her eyes off Erin's pussy. "Erin," I ordered, "open your legs for my sister to see." Erin shuffled her feet apart until they were just outside Jenny's knees. "Now walk forward a bit." As she did so, Jenny had to lean back on her feet and then further. Also, Erin had to spread her legs apart further as she got over Jenny. Now Jenny was leaning back on her hands to keep her balance.

"Now, sis, kiss Erin between her legs: right where her panties get thinner." Jenny leaned forward and held on to Erin's ass cheeks to balance herself. Erin had to grab hold of a chair to keep from falling over. Jenny didn't even notice, though, as she pushed her face upwards into Erin's pussy and gave her a kiss right on the pussy lips. She didn't offer any tongue, of course, but it was clear that she was fascinated by what I was making her do.

I walked forward and put my arms on Jenny's shoulders. "That was great sis. Wasn't it Erin?"

Erin was actually looking quite flushed, but she managed to stammer out "Yes... It was very nice."

"O.K., then. Next hand."

I dealt out four hands again, again cheating with the bottom of the deck, but I didn't get anything. The girls picked up their hands quite willingly. This time the exception was Carla, to my surprise. She stared at the cards in front of her for quite a while after everyone else had finally picked up their hands. Finally, she did look at her cards, and when she did, she was obviously quite satisfied.

I, on the other hand, was not satisfied at all. I'd gotten shit so far and, when I drew three cards, I'd gotten more shit. Carla drew one, and Jenny and Erin both drew three. I decided that, given the state of the girls, I could safely draw three again. True to expectations, no one noticed. This time I did manage to draw a pair of jacks, and I hoped it would be enough to get to see more clothes come off. As I'd hoped, I was not the low hand. Jenny had a pair of sixes or something, and Carla had two pair (not counting the pair she always had with her).

"Time for the skirt, sis," I said. "Go ahead, Carla." Take her clothes the way I took yours."

Jenny stood up and straightened her skirt out, then waited for Carla to come over. Carla just looked at her for a second, then stood up and walked over. She had to kneel down behind Jenny to get a grip on her zipper, since she was so much taller than my sister. She undid it in one quick motion, Then pushed the sides forward and down to get it over Jenny's hips, then down to the floor. She ran one hand over the back of one of Jenny's legs as she stood up, then wrapped her arm around Jenny's waist and leaned over and kissed her quickly on the lips. When she pulled away, Jenny actually grabbed her and pulled her back. "C'mon, Carla. That was hardly a kiss. I want a real one." My sister took the initiative and pushed up against Carla's body. The nine inch height difference meant that Carla's tits were pushing into Jenny shoulders, even though Jenny was standing on tiptoe. She pulled Carla's face down to hers and kissed her deeply on the lips. She even tried giving Carla a little tongue, as I had done to her. She also ran one hand down Carla's back to her ass. She gave it a good squeeze, too, while she was kissing her. My kid sister was learning fast.

"Don't forget the other kiss, Carla. You've still got that to do." Carla nodded, though she'd obviously hoped I'd forgotten that, and knelt down in front of my sister and kissed her right at the top of the crotch. It wasn't quite what I wanted, though.

I still wanted to see Carla really sex my sister somehow. "You know, Carla, it's not really the same, since Jenny's still got her body/top on. A kiss down there isn't much of anything as it is. I want you to feel her up under the crotch of her body." Carla didn't even protest. She knelt back down in front of Jenny and started to reach her hand between Jenny's legs. She looked up at Jenny and sort of pushed against her crotch. "I think Carla's asking you to spread your legs for her, Jen."

Jenny mumbled "Sorry Carla," as she opened her legs. This was such a bizarre tableau, though. Jenny was obviously feeling mixed emotions about the whole thing. She didn't spread her legs until I'd told her she had to, but she talked as though she wanted Carla to feel her up. Also, when she did spread her legs, she got a deeply red blush, and just stared straight ahead.

Carla reached up with her hand between Jenny's legs to her ass. She then quickly slipped her hand underneath the crotch of the body Jenny was wearing and pulled her hand forward, under Jenny's body.

"Be sure you're feeling the crack of Jenny's ass and pussy, Carla," I said. Carla just nodded. She obviously was doing just that based on the effect it was having on Jenny. I had thought she'd been red before, she was really turning red now. This had turned from a blush to a flush.

After about twenty seconds, I said "O.K., girls. Time to come back to the game." Carla pulled away from Jenny and sat down on the floor again.

Again I dealt. Again I cheated. This time, I won. My sister lost for the second time in a row. Though Jenny had been quite happy to be stripped and felt-up by Carla, she seemed much more unhappy about having to lose to me. Whether it was because she was afraid of me or because she was afraid to lose her body/top, I still don't know. In any event, I told her to stand up and moved her over to the "stripping ground." Everyone seemed to take their clothes off in this spot, and the spot happened to be exposed to the dark closet wherein my video cam sat, whirring away.

I turned Jenny to face inward, toward Carla and Erin, then I knelt down in front of her. I ran my fingers lightly over her tits and belly, which had the effect of tickling Jenny terribly. She pushed my hands away in self-defense, so I concentrated on her legs now. I ran my fingers up the front of her shins, over her knees, and up her thighs to her crotch. I slipped my fingers under her body and ran them along the line between her upper thighs and her crotch. Finally I reached between her legs and unsnapped the crotch of her body. I pushed the body up to her belly, above the top of her tights. I had noticed earlier that her tights were not nearly as opaque as C's & E's tights, and that was now confirmed. I could clearly make out Jenny's pussy hair under her tights. It was dark, but not heavy. It looked like she had more than peach fuzz, but she would never be very hairy down there.

"Open your legs, sis," I told her. Obediently, she shuffled her feet apart about a foot or so. I reached between her legs to grab her ass with one hand, then I pulled my hand through, between her legs, keeping my middle finger on her crack. I started at the top of the crack of her ass, then down to her pussy. Where her tights wanted to pull away from her body, I kept the material pushed up against (sometimes even slightly inside) her crack. I did this slowly, and when I'd almost get to the end of her pussy in front, I'd retrace her crack back to her ass. I almost pushed my finger inside both her pussy and ass hole through her tights. After about a full minute of this treatment, I finished up at the top of her cunt, just rubbing against her clit. As I did so, her legs almost buckled. She grabbed my arm and tried to push my hand back between her legs. She was, apparently on the verge of coming.

I didn't let her control the action, though. Instead I ran my fingers up the sides of her legs and stood up. As I did so, I said "Little sister likes that, does she?" and also moved my hands from the sides of her legs to the backs of them, and to her ass. Still as I was rising (in both senses), I grabbed her ass with both hands, pulled her up against my body and lifted her off the floor. I pulled her face to mine and kissed her deeply. This time, she did react. She put her arms around my shoulders and kissed me back, and even slipped me a bit of tongue, as I'd done to her last time. I held her like that for a few moments, then lowered her back to the ground.

"O.K., I want to see those teeny tits now."

"Don't say that!... They're not teeny," she said as she hit me on the chest. "It's not fair!"

"We'll see about that, sis. Now 'arms up.'" Jenny lifted her arms over her head and I grabbed the sides of the body and lifted it up her body and over her head. With her arms raised as they were, her tits really looked like nothing. Little more than nipples, in fact. When she lowered her arms, thought, they did fill out slightly.

"Sorry, kiddo. I gotta call a spade a spade. I think I was generous, when I called those 'lemons.' I think they probably qualify as limes, at best."

"You're not being very nice, Dave," said Carla. "I think they're very nice looking. If I were a boy, I'd be happy to date a girl with nice tits like that."

Jenny, who was almost on the verge of tears, lashed out at Carla even though she was coming to her defense. "That's easy for you to say. Isn't it. Any boy would kill to go out with you" (man, was Jenny right about that) "and get their hands on your boobs. No one wants to go out with me, because I've got nothing there."

"Don't you worry, little sister. There are lots of boys that'd die to go out with a girl like you," I said. "Even me. I've been dying to have a peek at your lovely body, and I'm going to love making love to you. You've got a very nice little body, even if it isn't as voluptuous as Carla's, or even Erin's. It's still lovely you know." Jenny just sniffled a couple of times as I was saying this.

She really does have a lovely body. What I had said about C & E was true too. Jenny would never be as voluptuous as either of them, but she does have a very nice, very tight, little body. As she stood there in only her black tights, I looked her over. Her tits were small; like I said, lime sized, but her nipples were very nice looking, tight little buds. All three of them, luckily, have very small nipples and areolae, which I love. She's so thin, with an incredibly flat stomach, that her tits don't look incredibly small. Her body is sexy as hell.

"O.K.," I said. "Now it's time for your other kiss." Jenny stood up, almost at attention. "Turn around, kiddo." Jenny turned her back to us and faced the closet. I moved a chair in front of her, with its back toward her. "Now bend over and put your hands on the back of that chair." Jenny did so, and bent all the way over at the waist. Her tights now really got thin enough to expose her pussy and ass to view. I knelt down behind her and ran my tongue up from bottom to top, starting as low down as I could at her pussy, pushing in slightly when I got to her hole, then pushing in again when I got to her ass hole. Jenny shuddered almost continuously as I was doing this. Again, she was close to coming. (Actually, I don't know why I was surprised by this. I was hopelessly over-sexed. Genetically, I should have expected her to be the same way.)

I worked on her for about thirty seconds, then stopped. She groaned as I quit tonguing her pussy and ass. She clearly didn't want me to stop. I pulled her to a standing position, then turned her 'round and led her by the hand back to the circle. She sat down where she had been sitting, but instead of sitting cross-legged (which would have exposed her crotch) she knelt down and sat back on her feet. Then she slipped one hand between her legs to cover her pussy and held the other arm across her tits.

I sat down in my spot and dealt out five more cards apiece. This time I figured it was my turn to lose. In addition to everything else, my clothes were starting to get awfully uncomfortable as I stared at three nearly naked beautiful girls. I actually got a pair of something that time, so I drew one card (throwing one-half of the pair away). No shock, when I laid my cards down, I had nothing. Erin won the hand and she was so excited to get to take some of my clothes off, she practically jumped for joy. She skipped over to me and pulled me to my feet. Then she led me over to the couch and sat me down. I played reluctant, but was more than ready to start getting naked.

"You know," I said, "I feel a little bit guilty since I started out with five things, especially since I've been the one whose had all the luck so far. I think it's only fair that I start out no better off than Carla."

"You have had all the luck, David," said Carla. "I think that's fair."

Jenny didn't say a word. I think she was too embarrassed to think about anything. I'm not sure that anyone had ever seen as much of her body as we were seeing now, and she was clearly self conscious.

Erin just shrugged and said "O.K. That means I get to take off two things."

"Shoes and socks, my love. That's all you get this time," I told her.

When Erin had finished, we went back to the circle, I dealt another round, and cheated again. This time it was Erin's turn to lose and Carla's turn to win. I was actually quite happy about that outcome since I would now be able to see all three sets of tits. Carla didn't even wait for directions. She stood up walked over to Erin and pulled her to her feet. She let Erin stand right where she had been sitting, lifted Erin's arms up over her head, and with practically no fanfare, grabbed the bottom of Erin's tube top and pulled it up and over her head.

She also quickly leaned over and kissed Erin on the lips, then turned back to her spot and sat down again.

"I think you've forgotten something, Carla," I said. "I think you owe Erin two kisses, not just one."

"I won the hand. That means I don't have to do something I don't want to... Doesn't it?"

"Not quite, my dear. You have to do whatever I tell you to do, even though you won." I really wanted to look at Erin and take in her beauty, but I was having to concentrate on Carla. I now looked over at Erin to talk to her.

Erin took my breath away.

Erin might be the most gorgeous looking of the three. Her features are quite delicate but her body... her body is fantastic. Jenny's got no tits at all, and Carla, quite frankly, looks too big. Erin's tits are just right. Like I said, Erin's about a "C" cup, with tiny nipples. Her tits were perfectly symmetrical and conical. There was absolutely no sag at all. Her nipples were tight and erect and perfectly well defined. They were perfect in every way, shape, and form.

Now, I decided, was time for the next step.

She's about 5'3" with smallish tits and a fabulous ass. Sometimes she wears this workout outfit with lycra shorts and a thong body over it. That, and her bathing suit, drive me wild. Her ass cheeks are like little apples, perfectly firm and just rounded enough. She's got perfect thighs and calves. They're muscular but not too much so and they have hardly a trace of fat on them. Like I said, Jenny's tits are nothing to write home about. They're on the small side, but she's got something (not much, but something) there. Her face is gorgeous, too. She's got dark brown hair that's shoulder length and just curls at the end, bangs, a little nose and dimples. All in all, Jenny's got the kind of body that I love but that most guys don't necessarily go for. Because of that, she's popular at school but not the queen bee or anything (the queen bees would be Carla and Erin, Jenny's best (?) friends). Other than Carla and Erin, Jenny doesn't have a ton of friends.

Jenny's also super nice. She's not one to make fun of other, less good looking girls. All the teachers like her and her soccer coach says she's one of the best and most committed girls on the team.

Carla and Erin are even better looking that Jenny is. They are, without a doubt, the two best lookers I have ever set eyes on (in person or magazines). They have almost nothing in common with Jenny but they hang out with her anyway. I think they hang out with her mainly because she has a car and, since my parents are pretty well off, she has money too. Even though Carla and Erin also come from rich families (actually a shitload richer than ours) neither one's parents ever give them much. They've got to go out and make any money they want over their allowance (a fairly meager $20 a week, I found out later). I think its fair to say that they basically take advantage of Jenny.

Actually, I never really understood Carla and Erin (or C & E, as I think I'll call them) since they could get any guy (including me) to do anything they wanted. Why take advantage of Jenny when they could take advantage of hundreds of guys?

Be that as it may, they did hang out with her. As I was saying, C & E are two of the most gorgeous women I've ever seen. Carla is as voluptuous a seventeen year old as you could imagine. She's got, probably, 36DD tits that are firm as rocks and stick out like "C" sized tits without any support at all. (How she's a cheerleader without causing herself serious injury, I've no idea. I think she wraps her tits in an Ace bandage or something that flattens them as much as is possible.) Her body reminds me of Jessica Rabbit's in "Who Framed Roger Rabbit". She's got more curves than a Formula-One racing track. Her legs are fantastic and long and muscular. But like my sister's (and Erin's) they aren't too muscular. Like I said, she's got tits that (literally) stop traffic. She's got a great ass and she's incredibly thin for how curvy she is. She's got the face of a model, too. To top it off, she's got platinum blonde hair (natural, as far as I know, and I know a long way) and she's 5'8". All in all, she looks like the classic cheerleader (the classic Dallas Cowboys Cheerleader, not the classic high-school cheerleader). Carla is the ringleader of the group. She's always been the wildest, the most flirty and the biggest tease. But she's like the anti-FedEx guy, she never delivers.

Erin is somewhere in between Jenny and Carla. She's just more average sized in every respect. Erin's about 5'5". She's got blonde hair, a gorgeous face, about "C" sized tits, a nice thin waist, and a gorgeous ass. Like the other two (and like most cheerleaders), she's got great legs. She's also not quite the as bitchy as Carla is. She's wild, flirty and a tease, but not like Carla. She never delivers either, but she's more like the anti-post office, she never delivers, but you're not positive that you were expecting delivery. (Jenny, to finish the metaphor, is like the anti-Italian Postal service, she never delivers, but you're never disappointed because you never expect delivery.)

You may have gathered that I'm an ass and legs man and I've got to admit that I think that's the most attractive part of a girl's body. Tits are O.K. but I'm not necessarily from the "bigger is better" school. I like Jenny's lime to lemon sized tits more than Carla's cantaloupe sized ones. Of course, nothing beats a virginal, lightly haired (or shaved) cunt, but I'm talking about what can be observed from a distance.

Having these three around the house had always been the most painful thing I could imagine. I was always beating off to the thought of one, two or all three of them sucking, fucking and generally being subject to my every wish. I really resented C & E since I suspected that I would never even see, let alone fuck, a body like either of theirs.

Jenny I held out more hope for. I tried to catch a glimpse of her body whenever I could. She still would run around the house in panties and a long tee-shirt. I lived for those days. I never had gotten a look at her nude body. She was always very careful to lock the door and close the blinds whenever anything like that might be on offer.

At the beginning of this school year, I had hatched a plot that I thought might net me some squeezes and glimpses, if not the whole enchilada, of the three loves of my life. A friend of mine's dad was a pharmacist and a real pervert. He had once taken me aside and said he'd seen the way I looked at my sister when she wasn't looking. He said it was obvious that I had an eye for beauty. He also said that if I ever had any pictures of my sister (it was obvious what kind of pictures he was talking about), he'd be happy to pay me for them. I told him I'd think about it.

At the beginning of the school year I'd approached him and asked if there were any kind of pills or something that could be discreetly applied (say, mixed in drinks or something) and that would leave someone vulnerable to suggestion or even knock them out. He said he did have pills that would knock someone out and leave that person with little or no memory of what happened. He suggested that a combination of pills, though, might be very effective to leave someone very vulnerable to suggestion and peer pressure and might have the same memory effect. I asked him for the right combination of pills and asked what would happen if they were mixed with alcohol.

"They'll be even more effective, just don't let the person drink too much. No more than three drinks, say, or they might actually be in danger."

I took the pills and promised that if I ever got the chance, I'd use them and bring him pictures. I was happy that pictures were all he seemed to want. As I said, I had a vague plan (i.e., use the pills, fuck all three of them) but I never had the opportunity to exercise those plans. That is, until about four weeks ago.

My parents had planned to go out of town for a week in February to the Cayman Islands. They were leaving us at home to take care of the house. They were leaving on Friday morning and would be back just over a week later, Sunday night late. C & E told Jenny that this was a perfect opportunity to go out dancing and carousing. They convinced Jenny to let them come over and "get started" (drinking, that is) Friday night and then they would go out dancing around 11:00 or so.

Jenny would never have done any of that on her own but she was so weak-willed and so susceptible to peer pressure that she eventually gave in. I was thanking my lucky stars for Jenny's weakness, I've got to tell you. This was the perfect opportunity to implement my plan. Friday afternoon I came home from school right away. I bought rum, Piña Colada mix, Strawberries and Daiquiri mix. I made them up in a pretty strong mixture, but I figured with this kind of mix, they wouldn't notice. Besides, I figured the pills would help out a lot too. I crushed those up and added them to the mix in the blender. I made a separate set of mixes for myself without either pills or alcohol since I wanted to be in fine condition to appreciate what was going on. I checked my video camera, film, tripod, etc. to make sure everything was ready. I set up the videocam in a closet between the family room and the kitchen, with a good, unobstructed view of the family room. I figured that was where the action was going to take place, at least initially.

I fidgeted for four hours while Jenny was up in her room. "What if they won't drink over here," "What if they're worried about driving," "What if... , " "What if... , " "What if..." was all I could think about. Finally C & E came over about eight. I answered the door since Jenny was still upstairs getting ready.

"I hear you girls are going out tonight" I said.

They nodded and Erin said "We're excited about going dancing. I hope Jenny's as psyched as we are."

"I think she is, but in case she's not, I made some Daiquiris and Piña Colada drinks to get you girls on your way."

"Cool," said Carla. "Let's run up and get Jenny and we'll be right back to have some with you."

No surprise. Carla wasn't above flirting with her friend's older brother if she thought that would keep her from having to pay for drinks for an evening. Carla grabbed Erin by the hand and started upstairs.

I was so relieved at Carla's response, I practically collapsed. I had been so nervous about my plan that I hadn't even noticed what C & E were wearing when they came in. As they headed up the stairs though I noticed as they went round the bend that they were both wearing very short skirts, black in one case, red in the other.

Twenty minutes later, after a lot of giggling and stomping about upstairs, all three of them came down. I was stunned. Like I said before, all three of them were gorgeous. Tonight, they looked like the most expensive call girls this side of Paris. Carla was wearing a lycra/leather type looking dress that probably came down about six inches below her pussy. It was as tight fitting as anything I'd ever seen from top to bottom. I don't think I'd ever seen that kind of cleavage showing either. Her dress was short sleeved and cut down to about half way between her tits and her belly button. The dress had to have boning in it or it wouldn't have stayed up. I would have thought the same about her tits (she had to have been wearing a bra or they wouldn't have stood up) though I couldn't see how she could be wearing one in that outfit. As it turns out, she wasn't. She also had on black tights and high heels (which probably put her at 6 feet tall, just shorter than me).

Erin was wearing a tight red leather mini that went from just below her belly-button to about six inches below her pussy and a tube-top that started at her armpits and ended about four inches above her belly-button. This left a beautiful expanse of about six inches of tanned, gorgeous and flat belly exposed for all to see. She was also wearing black tights and heels and the overall effect was stunning.

My sister was wearing a black lycra mini skirt that was as short as the others and a tight black body with a red and black bolero type jacket over it. She also wore black tights and heels.

As they came down the stairs I whistled. "Man, you girls look good. Watch out world, here they come." My sister looked down and started to blush. This was the sexiest I had ever seen her dress. I didn't know she had the clothes to do it (and, I suspected, neither did my parents).

C & E just smiled and Erin said "Why thank you, Dave. I hope everyone else agrees."

"Oh, they will, believe me," I said. "Listen, I made Piña Coladas and Daiquiris. What can I get you?"

Carla said "Oh, I'll start with a Piña Colada, I think."

Erin said "I'll have the same. Thank you Dave."

"I just want a Coke," said Jenny.

"Don't be so boring. She'll have a Piña Colada too," said Carla.

("YES!") I poured them out and handed them out one by one. Then I went back to the fridge and poured myself a (virgin) Daiquiri.

Carla and Erin were sitting on the couch, sipping their drinks, and Jenny was sitting cross-legged on the floor. I'm sure Jenny didn't realize what a potential view she was offering to me as I sat down in the chair across from her. As she was sipping her drink I glanced down between her legs. I had a very nice view of the shape of her legs all the way to her crotch. I couldn't see anything since she was wearing tights and a body, but the idea that I was looking up her skirt was really a turn on.

As soon as she started to look up, I quickly shifted my eyes to the couch. I was mortified to see that Carla was staring right at me. She had obviously seen me looking up my sister's skirt. She had this weird smile on her face and then she went back to drinking her drink. My sister didn't even notice what was going on behind her.

The girls talked and I just listened and drank. I had poured big glasses of Piña Colada but Carla finished hers pretty quickly. As soon as Erin noticed that Carla had finished her drink, she polished off her own. Carla sort of gave Jenny a soft kick in the bottom and said "Come on, girl. Bottoms up," and looked over at me and winked.

I quickly drained what was left in my glass and looked back down at Jenny. She probably still had a third of the way to go, but sort of looked embarrassed and downed all that was left in one gulp.

"Oww, all that cold really hurt my head."

"Why don't you warm her up with a kiss," Carla said to me.

I couldn't believe my ears. I wasn't sure what Carla's game was, but here she was helping me out and not even realizing it was one of my goals for the evening anyway. I got up and leaned over and gave Jenny a quick peck on the cheek (since I didn't want to look overly eager).

"Come on," said Carla. "That's not going to help. Let's see a real kiss."

I knelt down and held Jenny's chin with my hand and gave her a soft, fairly quick, kiss on the lips. "Is that better, kiddo?" I asked.

"Yeah, I'm feeling a little warmer now," she answered. I suspected that had as much to do with the drink as it did with my kiss.

"That was much better Dave," as Carla offered her opinion.

"O.K." I said. "Who wants what?"

"I want a daiquiri," (Carla), "Me too," (Erin), "I want another one of these," (Jenny).

I went back to the kitchen and poured the new drinks, once again sneaking a virgin daiquiri for myself. "Here you girls go," as I passed out the drinks and sat down again in the chair across from my sister. She had by now shifted position so that her legs were tucked slightly under her body. The girls drank and chatted some more and by now were starting to get fairly sloshed. My sister especially was getting wasted, since she rarely drank at all.

I went back to the kitchen and put my drink down. I went into the fridge and pulled out what was left of both pitchers of drinks. All three of the girls were just about down to the bottom of their glasses, so I refilled them with whichever they chose. They seemed quite content to keep drinking and no one had mentioned the fact that it was just past nine o'clock.

The drapes to the family room were already closed and I turned all the lights in the family room on, since I needed good light for the video.

"Hey, turn those off," requested Carla.

"The night is young, girls. Wake up," I answered. I felt like the moment was right to try their subjectivity to suggestion. "I've got an idea. Let's play cards," as I pulled out a deck from the kitchen drawer. I tossed the cards on the floor and moved the chair I had been sitting in over to the side of the room. I sat down on the floor, close to the door to the closet. I motioned for Carla and Erin to move down from the couch to the floor as well.

"The game, girls, is strip poker."