She looked at him, taking time to memorise all the details. His black leather boots were obviously old, but well cared for and polished. Likewise, his...clothing was rough and plain, but clean and well darned. She knew he had not taken a wife, so there was no woman to do these things for him. She enjoyed the sight of him like this, his shoulders broad and strong, his hands loosely held behind him – strong hands, but the skin looked soft, not hard and hoary like some. She wondered how they would. When April sat down, her dress rose, exposing the dark material of the transition of her pantyhose. Greg noticed and smiled at his sister. She giggled and shrugged her shoulders.Cindy also saw her daughter’s display. She felt it might have been on purpose. Standing up, she took April’s arm. Slipping off her tall chair, April followed her mother to the bathroom. They built into a hillside with a door wall leading to the enclosed patio and swimming pool. The house came with a built-in. Now he has to make her ready for him... “Your parents haven’t guessed at your condition?” he breathes into her ear.She gives a quick shake of her head.“But you want to tell your parents, don’t you?”There is a tiny nod of acknowledgement.“And if you were to tell them, you’d feel powerful.Cynthia pulls in a little hiss of breath, but doesn’t release it.“Then maybe you could be free.”She draws more air in.“Then we can be together permanently, maybe as husband and wife.”There is a small whine as. She saw me and smiled. She was making coffee. We both drank coffee and i spoke to her normally but was watching her body whole the time. That day i decided to watch her secretly, from that moment.Though i was observing her secretly and fantasizing about her, the incest bastard inside didn’t get into action until that night, which was the worst and also the best in my life.I didn’t even touch my sister till that night, only just not to get wild like animal, because i was from a good family, but.