“All you can do now is try to be her friend. You did that for me.”“I don’t know if I can do for her what I did for you. And I don’t think yo... can do for Jennifer what she did for you.”“Do your best. That’s all I can say.”We left the sauna, and each took a quick shower. I grabbed my clothes and headed to Jennifer’s room. It was dark except for a dim night light. Jennifer was in the bed, curled up. I got a pair of shorts and a t-shirt from my bag. I slipped the shorts on, then took off the robe. “Oh fuck! Oh god! I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” The bed continued to rock, the springs squeaking and the headboard thumping rhythmically against the wall. Brad was not slowing down. His nuts tingled. In fact, they felt like they were vibrating. Brad could feel his orgasm build, and like a California earthquake, it was about to unleash its pent up energy. Then it happened. It exploded through him like a volcanic eruption. Brad thought he could feel it shoot through every little tube from his. Panic was now winning over despair. I grabbed her arm and suitcase and pulled her towards my apartment. She didn’t resist. I sat her in a kitchen chair, turned down the thermostat to seventy, and filled a glass with ice and water. She took the glass and drained it. I refilled it and sat across from her. ‘It’s none of my business, but my guess is that you need a friend right now.’ She stared at the table top and nodded her head. The first tears ran down her face. ‘Hey, my name is Phil, what’s. I missed Abby as well. She had changed so much since the last time I saw her. She had matured and filled out. Abby had let her brown hair grow out and I could see that she had more curves and her breasts were bigger. I know, you should be analyzing your sister but I couldn't stop myself. Especially when she pressed her body into mine and I felt her tits against my chest.I took her bags and got her settled into the spare bedroom. I told her that tonight I would make the dinner and we could.