“So what were you too laughing at?” Asked Susan, cradling her cat like an infant. Alice smiled, “Oh just looking at some of these old pictures in the album.”
“And feeling about a hundred.” Jill added. The women laughed.
“Oooh lemme see!” Cried Susan, releasing Clit and raising. She craned her neck to look over her Mother’s shoulder. Sam set down his bowl and walked behind to couch to look as well.
“Hmmmm, well here’s a good one of your mom and I at about your age.” Jill said flipping back a few pages in the album. The slightly faded photo showed the sisters at roughly 18 or 19, in the bathroom of Grandma and Grandpa’s house. Alice was nude, her sitting on the edge of the tub, her legs spread, deftly working a razor between her legs. Jill stood behind her topless, her hair wrapped in a towel, holding a come and brush. She had hand up at the camera as is trying to ward it off. Both girls were smiling. In the margin below was written “The girls get ready for Prom night”.
Sam and Susan chuckled. “Who took that?” Sam asked.
“Oh, Harry probably, right?” asked Alice.
“Yeah, he loved to sneak up on us and take pictures when we weren’t suspecting, the little creep, especially in the bathroom. He had real thing for watching us pee.” Jill giggled. Susan nudged Sam teasingly “That’s were you get it from!”
“Oh here’s one from Halloween!” Said Alice. She pointed to another photo, this one showing the old houses living room. The background showed black and orange decorations. Sitting on the couch was a grinning Uncle Harry, just in his late teens, dressed in a Hobo costume his pants down around his ankles. Alice kneeled in front of him, her long auburn hair pouring out from under a pointed Witch’s hat. Her face covered his crotch. Next to Harry on the couch sat Jill, giving the camera a mock innocent smile, her hair in pigtails, wearing a white lace shirt and tartan skirt, draped in a red cloak. Between her thighs poked a head with a receding hairline that could only belong to Grandpa. The margin read “Sam and the kids bobbing for ‘apples’ (haha) halloween”.
“Your costume reminds of the bedtime story mom and dad used to read us, ‘little red riding hood ridden.’ Remember?!”
“Of course! And ‘Goldicocks and the three rears!'” They both laughed.
” Hmmm, mom always loved to get pics of us with dad.” Said Alice nostalgically.
“Here’s our vacation, my first summer back from college.” Said Jill, pointing to a group shot of the whole family. The stood on a white sand beach, the ocean rolling in behind them, All were totally naked. Unlike her daughters, Grandma Lydia’s pussy was neatly trimmed but unshaven. A butterfly tattoo was visible on Jill’s thigh. They were all smiling save for Harry who, ever the jokester, was making a face and arching his hands menacingly over Alice’s shoulders. Nearby sign read “Nude Beach”.
At the same exact moment Jill and Alice look up at each other and exchanged an identical “Aaaaaw!”
“Some great memories,” mused Alice. “Remember the first time Harry made mom squirt?”