But her shame did not prevent her from thinking how terrific it had been.

That, she told herself, was proof enough that she was no good, that everyone would hate her if they knew. And still her mind could not stop thinking about her brother's cock, or any cock. Her sweet cunt began to quiver as she lay on her back, staring up at the ceiling in the darkness. Then her hips began to writhe and twist gently. She was fondling her tits, twisting and pulling at her sensitive nipples, making soft mewls of self-induced pleasure.

It had become quite dark now, but Peggy had not realized it. She could detect the sounds of her parents getting ready for bed, but it seemed as if in a dream.

Wanting a drink of water, she went downstairs to the kitchen. On her way back to her room, she passed the bedroom of her parents. The sounds they were making caused her to pause outside the door. It was obvious to Peggy that they were going to fuck. She wished that the door was open so she could watch them. But since she couldn't, she sighed and went back to her room.

As she started to get into bed, she remembered about the overhanging ledge that ran around the house. It was over two feet wide, and she could easily walk along it. She had done that, many times when she was young, and had gotten her little ass spanked for it.

Opening her window, she managed to remove the screen easily, then she stepped out onto the ledge, still in her gown. Creeping along the ledge, she came to the window of her parents' bedroom. She was pleased to find the drapes open, and the window, too. Not only could she see them, but she could hear them as well.

"Something is bothering Peggy," she heard her mother say. "She won't talk to me about it."

Her father laughed. "Want to make a bet about what it is?"

"I'd probably lose," her mother chuckled. "We have, to give her time, George."