Sergei was a good twenty years younger than Grandpa, but they had been friends for what seemed like for ever to Silva. Silva thought that when her far...her left home all those years ago Grandpa befriended Sergei to make up for the lost of his only son. Thru all the years the friendship lasted, eventhough they would sometime fall out over on thing or another, in a short time it was over and passed like a storm. Silva noticed Sergei watching her a few times when he thought she wasn't looking his. She looked at my wife and spoke directly to her. "So this ishim."She nodded."This is what he wants?"My wife laughed. "It's his birthday today. It's a fantasy surprise forhim."The operator grinned. "It's his fantasy or yours?" I looked her over. Shehad jet black hair cut into a long pageboy. I noticed her footwearimmediately. My wife called them sitting down heels. The heels were veryhigh; I was guessing four inches. The boots were shiny back leather andwere very high disappearing under her. I used my little mirror, a folding compact I kept in the box with all my other bath stuff, looking around my 5'4" frame carefully. I frowned a little at the weight I'd lost. I used to weigh a hundred and thirty, as I recalled, and I'd thought I was fat. Now I was maybe 105 and my ribs showed beneath my pale skin, my hip bones too, if I tilted them just so. I had a tan face and arms and neck, down to the tops of my breasts, but that was it. The rest of me looked like a ghost.Not really wondering. It's my turn!" He is my brother. This load is mine. You can have the next load!" Geo retorted.I could see that this could get ugly, so I quickly stepped in. "Ladies, I have an idea." Both of them turned their glares on me, until I explained. I had my sister lay on her back, and amber climbed on top of her. I had them on the edge of the bed, and as I came up to them, I decided to put it in Amber first. I slid in easily. Luckily there had been a long enough break, I wasn't on the verge of.