"It would be best," Peggy replied. "We've got a long ways to go, and I hate driving in the darkness."

"Do I get a room by myself this time?" Carolyn asked.

"Of course not," Peggy smiled. "You're still a little girl, you know. You can sleep in the same room with us."

"But Ricky might see me."

"I think your brother has seen you enough. It's for sure he'd see you if you don't push your dress down."

"Aw, I don't care," Carolyn said, leaning back again, lifting one long leg and propping her foot on the back of the front seat. "I don't care if he does see me."

Peggy fell silent. Her cunt was steaming. She had been close to orgasm when her daughter woke up, and her clit was still throbbing. But she could do nothing unless Carolyn went back to sleep. And it didn't look as if she was.

Glancing in the rear-view mirror, she noticed that her daughter was facing Ricky. The idea that Carolyn was gazing at her brother's hard-on sent a shivering feeling through her. Could it be possible that her daughter would like to see it out of his pants? Was it possible that Carolyn wanted to touch it, play with it?

Peggy trembled with a strange excitement, wondering what it would be like to hold her son's cock in her own hand, to stroke it and jerk it, maybe jack him off and watch his come-juice squirt out…

CHAPTER TWO

Peggy located a good motel early.

They checked in, hung up clothing so they wouldn't become wrinkled, then took turns bathing. There was a color television in the room and two double beds.

"I'm not going to sleep in the same bed with Ricky," Carolyn said, but Peggy noticed a wild gleam in those blue eyes, and the way Carolyn glanced at her brother. "Not after what I saw in the car."

"What did you see in the car?" Ricky asked. "Never mind," Peggy said quickly, not knowing what her daughter would say. "You can sleep with me, Carolyn. Ricky can have the bed by himself."