After getting freshen up we went to the beach and enjoyed a lot. My aunt was wearing salwar suit. After getting fully wet, her inners were clearly vis...ble. She caught me stealing glances of her body but didn’t say anything. In the evening I was walking with her in the garden of the hotel and having normal chat. While walking I accidentally stepped on her feet and immediately said sorry for that. She said for stepping on my feet you said sorry and what about the last night’s act. I understood. And not even in a bitchy way, not arrogant or haughty at all. Just firm, and… resolute. If Liesel was anything, she was resolute. Resolute, firm Liesel. Jesus, was she firm…. My mouth still waters when I think about her. She tasted like coconut — it was this lip gloss she used to wear, that she got in Jamaica or something. Well, that’s what she said. She probably could’ve picked it up at a gas station, but the first thing you learned about Liesel was not to question her. Firm, remember? I. There is a reason why I described her so much. Before I entered the college, I had no feeling on my sister for I was in a completely different atmosphere. But now I have to go to college with my sister on the same vehicle and have to eat our lunch together and go to canteen together. So all these activities made us so close that we can even have romantic chat with out any hesitation. Everything goes well like that. One day as I went to my sister’s room approaching the door, she suddenly showed. She was always praising me and showing me great affection with hugs and kissed. I would always curl up next to her on the couch to watch TV. She used to let me fall asleep in bed with her before carrying me off to my room. Wendy was jealous and constantly calling me a momma's boy but I didn't care. Since I was around her so much, I got to see her naked fairly often. She wasn't an exhibitionist but she had no hang up about nudity. Mom never made any issue so to me the nudity was normal.