The Hartleys, Scarlett and Sapphire, have escaped the dominant lesbian clutches of the next door neighbor mother-daughter team, Francine and Felicia Sorrelson. They’ve escaped them physically and try to collect themselves in the safety of their own home. But young Sapphire discovers she has not escaped them completely. She can’t help continually thinking about the Sorrelsons.
Sapphire’s arousal, even alone, starts to get out of hand. It’s so naughty, but is her hand the only way for her to get her lust in hand? Or will her hand make her lust get all the more out of hand? And will her lust require something more than a hand, something that should not have anything to do with sex?
