“I'm so jealous of you two, I'm trying to ease into being like that with Chris, but were just not where you guys are so its a little hard, and I don...t wanna force it, plus he's not budging. He has been a little more ass-kissy lately, so that's a good sign.”“Just stick with it, if its supposed to happen it will, if not, then at least there's the sex. And don't worry, you'll break him down eventually. He just has to be all tough about it, that macho thing.”“I know. Speak of the devil here he. I made my way across the room, finding the door unlatched and thought, she must have left the light on. I entered it to turn off the light. What I saw, froze me in place, involuntarily I made a sound of disgust. My cousin Jesse spun around, naked. In his hand was what I assumed to be Aunt Isabelle's panties, they were wadded up, and he was masturbating into them. "Oh my god!" He squealed "it's not what it looks like!" It happened in a split second, one, one hundredth of a second,. Soon shecame came out wearing yet another micro short hugging dress showing offher B breasts thanks to the padded bra, clear pantyhose and 4" pumps. Shegot her fur coat and off we were. To where? To a small town in Piedmontwhere I had reserved a nice room for the weekend. After about two hoursof driving, touching and talking we arrived at the hotel. It was dinner time, we checked in. In Italy when checking in all theguests must present an ID and we did, both our licenses, me as I am andmarina. " You don't have a younger brother or sister," I reminded her.She grinned. "No, but I have an older brother. I used to devil him when his girl friends came around, until he went away to college. Not that I am your girl friend, you understand!"Aren't you? I thought, feeling a pang that surprised me. "You miss him?" Yeah," she admitted. "Anyway, I was wondering if you wanted to go for a walk with me. But, I guess maybe you're busy?" No I'm not," I answered quickly. "Let me go upstairs...".