Perhaps if we had grown up together, I might have seen it, but our time apart had hidden it. There were no warnings in the time we spent together, but...upon reflection, we were around others or having sex. The events that occurred around us kept us from courting as we should have and perhaps this pain and anguish could have been avoided. Regardless of what had happened between us, there was still a focal point that she chose to ignore - Brenson. Was her hatred of me so great, that she would. I would call the school small, but that would be an understatement. I wouldn't need any help finding my classes, that was for sure. The high school had two hundred and fifty-three students (counting us), in grades seven through twelve. I would be in the eighth grade, while my 'sisters' were in the seventh. Not for long, though. The school year was almost over.Hopefully, this school would be better. At least my clothes fit me for a change. My first class was History, and when the obligatory. Once the events of the day were through Ariel returned back to their room several hours later and she saw that Nathan was still sleeping.As tired as he was he had just stripped off his shirt and pants and climbed naked under the covers, but over the course of the last couple of hours he had partially kicked them off and was almost totally exposed save for a thin sheet that barely cover his lower body.Ariel, without really giving it much thought, locked the door behind her and stripped off all. They were both into it big time and watched them until they both came. Now I’m thinking, their only s older than me (their both 16), I want to do that so bad but I don’t have a girlfriend. I turned around to go back to my room where I was going to relieve my hard dick while thinking about what I just saw when I heard my b*****r yell my name. Oh, shit, I thought and he was out in the hallway with me holding a towel in front of his dick. He was pissed and wanted to know how much I saw. I told him.