Step daughters/Asexual

You wake up on the couch. You have agreed with your girlfriend, Maria, to take things extra slow and thus you are sleeping on the couch in the living room.

Since you have quite a high libido, one might wonder why you remained in this relationship. It is true that when she said she was asexual (not interested in sex) you decided right there and then to break up with her.
You almost did as well, but when you opened your mouth to tell her after the meal you had a peek in her purse and saw a picture of her and her two daughters. It showed two adorable brunettes, one who looked to be in early primary school while the other was just a little toddler.
So, instead of breaking up you asked her about her family. She was delighted to see a man truly interested in her and her family rather than just in having sex, and was very happy to talk about her beautiful 8 and 4 year old girls. (If only she knew).

You had listened more and more, interested in her stories about how independent Marsha, her 8 year old, was becoming. Or rather, trying to become as she was frustrated with the rules of being a kid and just wanted to grow up too fast, and the stories about 4 year old Sandra and how she was just a little bundle of joy and energy as she was always curious about every new thing in her life and loved everyone she laid eyes on. The genuine interest you showed in her girls seemed to only encourage her, and it wasn't long at all before she invited you to go meet them.

That was yesterday.

The 4 year old, Sandra, was just precious. Barely even out of her toddler phase, Maria definitely did not sell the kid short. She just seemed to gravitate toward you the very moment she laid eyes on someone new in her life and was asking plenty of questions. The 8 year old, Marsha, seemed a bit moody. Or, perhaps she was a little more stranger shy than her little sister, even with her mother vouching for you. She was absolutely stunning though, with a face and body you have always dreamed of. Maybe your reaction was less subtle than what you intended. Kids can be pretty sharp about things like that, if not world-wise enough to put their finger on exactly what's keying them off. Whatever it is though, hopefully you can get her to come around eventually.

That was last night. Now, you are waking up and finding it a little hard to breath due to a very soft and somewhat pleasant weight on your solar plexus. You groan a little and open your eyes to discover the source of that weight, discovering a very eager looking 4 year old staring at you with a thousand watt smile, likely eager to continue her rapid-fire interrogation session on all things related to her new best friend of only a couple hours the night before.

"Sandra! Let the man alone will you? He's trying to sleep." says her mom Maria.

"Don't worry, it's ok." You say, generous as usual and happy to get a giggle out of the pre-schooler by wiggling some tickling fingers at her chest and causing the tyke to recoil and squirm without ever loosing that beaming smile and those sparkling eyes. She even tries to retaliate by throwing her entire body on top of you as her tiny hands try to work their way into your armpits for a counter attack, effectively giving you a pleasant and fairly energetic hug from a 4 year old as your wake-up call. It doesn't take very long though for Maria to bring down a mother's decree and break up this little bit of fun.

"Please don't encourage her." She says. "I need to get the girls off to school, I'm going to have to prepare breakfast and the girls need a shower." She bemoans, definitely sounding tired already, even at this early hour in the morning. "It's such a chore to help them shower, but Sandra still does not clean herself well so I have both her and her sister shower together and I still have to be there to make sure they do everything right! I just don't see how I'm going to have time for it all this morning, things are already running late!"

"Hey, I can shower alone!" Masha volunteers. Or rather, it comes across as more of a protest really.

Her mother just sighs, more of a groan really, and turns on her daughter. "Marsha! We've been over this! There's not enough time for you to have your own shower, and even if there was more time it's a waste of hot water!" She says, definitely putting her foot down.

Since it is such a chore for Maria to help her daughter shower, you offer to give a hand by:

• Taking care of the little Sandra alone, the other can shower by herself
• Taking both of them to the shower since they are used to that