I used fight with my other sister Coming to ANU, she was very cute and bubbly type girl.My father would giver plenty of pocket money.she used to wear ...eans and t-shirts to colleges. my mom also did not oppose as my father would scold my mother.She used to go to college with kinetic honda.she had many friends in colloege and friends used to come our home 4 combined studies.I was forced to go out of my room then.I use to read sex story books. one story was about a sister brother relationship.I. I kept seeing her shoot the man who was ready to kill me, holding that big pistol out with both hands, rock steady. He had been kneeling, and I could look right down the bore of his musket. I saw her raise the pistol to the highwayman with the dagger and set fire to his cods. By damn, I thought, it took some nerve for her to do that when he had his foot on her and her pistol was not loaded. It made my old root tremble. I was about to turn over and say something to her when she put her hand on. It was a bad angle, but I thought I saw a shapely leg dangling off a lounge chair. I couldn't tell whose it was, but it didn't matter, I'd solved the mystery. They had gone out on the balcony to sunbathe and shut the sliding glass door behind them to keep the cool air in. That explained why no one had heard my knock.My other theory was that they were making-out or something, and were too involved to notice anything but each other. I wanted that one to be correct, and I wanted to catch them at. My mind was filled with masturbation fuel and I was unable to think rationally, I decided to give any possible passengers of the elevator a free show. I turned my back to the elevator and knelt down with my hand behind my head, picturing myself sucking some cock. Anxiety started to build as I could hear the mechanism of the elevator operating. I was in such a compromising position, at least they couldn't see my face but what would they think when they saw someone in underwear kneeling outside.