“Good morning, Slut!”, Nisha (my sister) said in a sleepy voice. She kissed my right boob and squeezed the left one gently.“Sorry, you had to se... that side of me”, I said, ashamed.“Don’t be”, she replied, “The slut thing was just a joke and I don’t hate you for having sex. There is nothing wrong with getting fucked. I still love you.”“Thank you sweetheart”, I said and kissed on her forehead.“That is not how you used to kiss me”, she remarked.Before I was kicked out of the family, I used to. There was no tension in her body, as I knew there was in mine. I was willing to bet she was smiling, and if she could have closed her eyes and taken the wave in that way, she would have. I did pretty well until something bumped my board and I lost my train of thought. I shifted and tried to compensate, and ended up going under the water. I came up laughing. Not bad for someone who hadn’t surfed in years, I thought, and I turned around to do it again. I did that I don’t know how many times, and. She blindfolded me and I heard her walk out of the room. I few minutes later she returned I felt a sharp but mild pain on my ball sack as she attached the first clothes peg and flicked it to make sure it was in place she repeated this over and over until my sack was nearly covered. Just as I felt her attach the next peg the door bell rang. Ah she said I think your surprise is here. My face started to feel hot and fill with blood and my heart started to beat at a very fast pace. Was she going to. I guess this dress is shorter than I thought, ohwell work is only a couple miles. The short drive to the mall is veryuneventful luckily. I park and walk up to the mall feeling a nice breezecooling me off, I walk across the parking lot. "Hey Kellie, wait forme." I turn seeing Sandie walking towards me wearing a short dress aswell."Wow girl you really rock that dress. I always thought that type ofdress was more for a little girl. You really look very sexy showingthose long legs of yours. All the.