"I hugged her, crying."It's OK, Brooke, it's OK to be scared." I'm not scared." Yea, you are. I know how frustrated you've been over sex, and guys, an... your breasts."I sniffed at her."I love you, and you would have never touched him without being pushed a little."She was so right, but it hurt to face it."But I saw you when he stripped. You might have run, but I think you would have stayed anyway. You need this, Brooke-love."I sniffed again. "But why, how?" Think of this as a gift. You made me. I was grateful to be on the receiving end of her hug, as was my cock, which began to become engorged and grow in size and hardness. I’m certain that Lisa could feel it pressing against her body, just as I could feel her nipples, even through the material of the towels and clothing, hardening against my chest. Lisa’s hips started grinding around a bit and pressed against the bulge of my dick. Then she reached down with one hand and grasped my pussy pricker in her hand and gently squeezed it. I smiled and touched her face gently. ‘And now you’ll tell me I could also lose Rachel.’ ‘Rachel is NOT a Sibling.’ ‘If Melisa walks away, she was never one either.’ —— I seemed to be the only one that did not take Melisa and Rachel getting closer as a reason to panic. To be fair, Professor Ryan only looked slightly concerned. It was the Siblings whose anxiety grew by leaps on a daily basis. I knew Brothers did not let Brothers walk away, but the Siblings acted like it was not an option for one. I knowwho I really am and I know what I have lost but I would think this bodyshould feel stranger to me than it does. I try to figure out how this ispossible but those technical ideas I had to build that machine are nolonger in my mind. I presume they are in your mind now. I now know moreabout hair styles and halter tops and blouses than I do about brainstructure and even basic electricity. You are so right - I think the endof the battery with the bump is positive but am not certain. When.