As always I picture the setting – I am standing nude preparing to jerk myself off onto a hamburger at the insistence of my clothed sister who is sit...ing at our dining room table. I look at the plate holding her open cheeseburger situated just in front of me and find it all strangely arousing. I'd never associated food with masturbation.In a mock French accent I say “Mademoiselle, would like special sauce for your meat? Each serving is freshly prepared just for you, I am preparing it as we. I don’t care if you’re my son. Make love to me. Make me feel loved again.”I felt a satisfied smile creep over my face as she said this. I took her hand and led her straight to her room. I had to coax her a bit, as she still resisted, until we were in her room. I kissed her again, then set to removing her clothes. So stunned by my boldness she did not even put up any resistance as I pulled her shirt off, unbuttoned her pants and then kissed over her big body as I unsnapped her bra and shucked. “No, came with the toiletries,” I whisper as I place the condom on the end table. “Wow. We’re definitely staying here again,” he smiles, lowering his lips to mine. Running my fingers into his hair, I giggle against him and return his kisses with enthusiasm. They grow in passion and urgency, and I finally feel lost in him. Everything that has happened since the prom - the bitterness, anger and sadness of our assumed separation - fade in significance. He is now in my arms, loving me, cherishing. After dinner I go back to my room bush my teeth and climb into bed,Vanessa comes over gives me a kiss and retreats from the room locking thedoor. Once I'm sure Vanessa is gone or at least not by the door I jump uprush over to the window and once again start trying to open it, and thistime I feel it move not much but a little, hopefully if I keep working onit I'll eventually get it open and escape from here! I return to bedrubbing the satin panels of my teddy against my skin enjoying the.