"Nothing to do, honey?" she asked when Karen poured herself a glass of milk and sat at the small table, drinking it. "You look bored."

"I know," Karen sighed in the exaggerated way of a small girl. "Mother, can I talk to you?"

Carol dried her hands and faced her daughter. "Of course you can, baby. What's troubling you?"

"It's kinda… you know, personal," Karen said.

"We're all girls here," Carol said, going to her daughter and squatting at her knees. "Besides, we're family, aren't we? We're supposed to help one another."

"I don't know about this, though," Karen said.

"Why don't you tell me and let me decide if I can help you, baby?"

Carol rested her hands on her daughter's dimpled knees and looked into Karen's clear but troubled eyes. She noticed that Karen shivered when she touched her knees. She had an inkling of what Karen wanted to talk about, and she felt a thrill race through her.

"I get this strange feeling, Mother," Karen said. "You know, in my stomach and down… down there, between my legs."

She had been right; Karen was experiencing

a sexual need. She closed her hands tightly on her daughter's knees and gazed into her exquisitely lovely young face. Now she saw the heat in those clear eyes, the smoldering of that same kind of hunger she felt.

"Oh, baby," Carol, whispered, reaching out and wrapping her arms about her daughter's waist, hugging her face into Karen's stomach. "I know what you mean! Oh, God… how I know what you mean!"

She felt her daughter run her hand through her hair. Karen's body was shaking. "You know, Mother?"

"I know more than you think," Carol said. "I know because I have it in me, too."

She heard Karen moan softly, and she hugged her daughter tightly against her face. "What can I do, Mother?"

Carol pulled away and looked into the tormented face of Karen. She drew her hands from her daughter's waist and ran them along the golden, smooth thighs. There was an unusual heat on Karen's flesh. An idea formed instantly in Carol's mind, and, for a moment, she tried to shrug it off, but it didn't work. She felt that desperate sensation of hunger starting to gnaw at her stomach, swelling and ballooning, going between her legs, making her cunt throb, her hairy pussy lips becoming puffy.