Her own good looks were what had gotten Annette in trouble in the first place, and she had a great deal of fun flirting with all the boys, and having her pick of the litter. Unfortunately for Annette one of those picks produced Mandy, and he promptly left her on her own. Although she still had numerous suitors come her way, many were scared off when they learned of Mandy, and at this point in her life, Annette was happy to concentrate on raising Mandy as best she could.

Both girls had natural, golden blonde hair that hung down to their shoulders. Both were tall and slim, with slender legs that led up to a heart shaped behind. Although neither of them had breasts that were overly large, they both held a perfect shape, and were topped with nipples that grew oh so hard when they became aroused. Also, as Annette was just 17 when Mandy was born, they looked to be sisters as Mandy grew older. They would both get approached by men who believed them to be sisters, and they found it funny in the reactions that they got from most people.

As Mandy grew into being a young woman, their relationship continued to blossom, and they treated each other like girlfriends, chatting about everything from boys to sex to clothes and make up, and it only served to further strengthen their relationship. As Mandy turned 14 and started to date boys, Annette spoke with her candidly about sex and what boys were after, and she tried to steer her beautiful daughter clear of the mistakes that she had made.

Mandy began to date a nice boy named Keith, who was a year older. With dark hair and beautiful eyes, Keith was a handsome boy who had already had his share of female admirers. With an engaging personality, he had won over Mandy immediately, and she was extremely impressed that an older boy would be so interested in her. Her mother warned about just what he was interested in.

"Mom? Is it wrong for me to kiss him?" she asked one day in an innocent voice, her eyes wide with wonder as they sat together in the kitchen.

"Well, that is up to you Mandy," Annette told her daughter, trying to instill some guidance, but also wanting to give her some independence of her own. "You want to be careful and not let things get out of hand, but kissing a boy is definitely not going to get you in trouble."

"Well, you know that I like Keith, and he is a nice boy," her daughter went on, Annette listening intently to her words. "I feel so good when I am with him, I think I want to kiss him."

Annette again warned her about being careful and not going too far with him, as they were both so young, but she also laughed and told her that kissing was a normal and natural thing in a relationship. This seemed to satisfy Mandy, and life went on as it had before. Mandy and Keith had been together now for about two weeks, and he was pressuring her into kissing him.

As their relationship progressed naturally, Mandy let him kiss her, and soon they were French kissing, and she would let him feel her breasts, but only outside her shirt. Her mother had ingrained in her a willingness to be careful with the boys, and she was content to let him massage her breasts outside of her shirt. It all felt so good to Mandy as her body blossomed into adulthood, and she loved to tease and flirt with Keith. She would get him crazy to the point where he was willing to say and do anything to get to touch her or to kiss her. She decided to tell her mother about what had been going on......(cont)