<sup><strong><span class="bbc_u">Kitchen</span></strong></sup><br/><br/>Devlin would set the syrup and butter on the table.  Then at Stephanie's direction, go and fetch the bacon out of the frig.   Through she would not go over to the griddle with the bacon.   Returning to the microwave.   Opening up a couple of cabinets to find the plates.  She grab one.  As well as the paper towels.      She lay a sheet of paper towel over the plate and then lay out strips of bacon.   Then another paper towel over it.    Finish preparing she put it in the microwave to cook the bacon.   There was no way  she was going to cook bacon on the griddle in a bikini with the flying sparks of bacon grease.   Plus it was easier and cleaner to nuke the bacon in the microwave.<br/><br/><em>"Wow, so a master and slave."</em>She would answer as she made the bacon in the microwave.   While listening to Stephanie.    Is quite shock at the riding crop,  the dominant vision her cousin had of herself.   Something she herself could never vision.<em>"I guess."</em>Is offered up, when asked what she thought of what Stephanie had fantasized about.   Something she could never in a million years imagine herself doing.<br/><br/>Finishing up with the bacon, pulling out the first plateful, she do another plate.   As suddenly her cousin asks if she had boyfriends and if liked girls.  She would not answer immediately.    As she thought on it.   There were merits to both,  she has been with both,  through more guys.   Sure they took longer then the other girls.   Often clumsy and often missing the right spots.   But nothing beat feeling that warm wigging cock twitching inside of yourself.   The smell of their excitement.  Plus from experience she had found girls were just the same.    Too wrapped up in their own needs.   Not wanting to explore and find each others spots.    An then you didn't get the wiggly stick,  it was not the same with a vibrator.   She didn't care what anyone said on that one.     Through Devlin would read it wrong, misinterpret the question.   For most times a girl talks about another girl is because she is a virgin and scared of doing with it a boy.  Taking the bacon to the table,  she would in a softer almost whisper voice answer her cousin.<em>"There is nothing to be scared of with a boy Stephanie.  After breakfast I can tell you about such things.  Its not as scary as you think.   You would like it,  and you wonder why you stayed a virgin so long.   And yes I had boyfriends and been with other girls.  But nothing beats that feeling of the wiggly stick. Even if he can't control himself and loses it right away.  Thou they do get cute faces when they do so, with it."</em>