That fuzzy little cunt was like a beacon to Donna. Kathy's pussy drew her gaze time and again. She licked at her lips nervously, and once her gaze caught the attention of Kathy. For a moment, Kathy gazed steadily back at Donna, and the heat from the girl seemed to reach out for her. That unseen heat felt as if it lapped at Donna's cunt. There was a deep tingling in Donna's pussy, and her clitoris had suddenly became swollen and hard.

Before long, Donna called it a night. When she told Bobby and Kathy it was time for bed, she watched the girl stand, and, while gazing at Donna, Kathy brushed her hand over Bobby's head, then went to the extra bedroom without a word. When Bobby stood, Donna saw the lump in his pants and knew her son had a hard-on. So, she thought, Bobby had seen Kathy's cunt, too.

Now, drinking coffee, she wondered what to do about Kathy. She could not very well send her off. Where would she go? Back to the warehouse? That would be dangerous. She could call the authorities, if she knew which authorities to call. But, as she finished her coffee and rinsed her cup, Donna knew she would not contact anyone, not yet.

But, if she allowed Kathy to stay, the girl would need something to wear. Those jeans and that T-shirt would not do. Deciding, she called the boy and girl into the house.

"We're going shopping," she said. "You can come with us Bobby, if you want. Kathy has to have something to wear."

Bobby's eyes shined. "You're gonna let Kathy stay with us, Mom? She's gonna live with us?"

"For the time being," Donna replied.

She was not prepared for Kathy's reaction. Kathy gave a squeal and flung her arms about Donna's waist, hugging her tightly. Donna, surprised, put her arms about the small girl. Then she felt Kathy's face pressing into her tits, and the girl's breath was hot, searing at her nipples through the dress. Donna felt her nipples become stiff, and they tingled with a strange desire.