Her name was charlotte, but I had never talked to her, she smelled like candy, but I had never smelled her, with hair so soft, yet always out of my gr...sp. I knew everything about this girl, my love, my life. And still she didn't even recognize me, didn't see my hard work. The amount of time I spent watching, learning, memorizing, her every move didn't mean a damn thing to her. I loved her and she has to know this. Today she will know today she will experience, today is the day I show her that I. This time she pulled out a small tube of oral jel. She squirted some around my pee hole then rubbed it around the head. I could feel a tingling sensation on the top of my dick. She went back to the night stand and pulled out a rod that was about 12” long.She reached for the KY again and put it on the first few inches of the rod, grabbed my cock and began to insert the rounded end into my hole. I couldn’t feel anything until it was in a couple of inches, then I could feel the cold metal. "I don’t think I could do that, hun. That would be too over the top!" "How would he know it wasn’t an accident?" she asked sharply. "It’s perfect. You have deniability and your own little secret that you know what he’s going to do with them. Besides, you know he will love it, “accident” or not." Sheri laughed. "I don’t think so, hun." I said. "That seems to be crossing some line. Anyway, I have a lot to do," I offered, trying to change the subject. "I need to run and are you going to drive. So firm, yet so soft.She stared at the screen for about ten seconds. "This looks familiar. What is it?" It's The Van." Oh my god! really?" I thought you were in bed, like them." I was hanging out in my room, and I was going to bed for good, but not now!"My sister Emma was a year younger than me, and we had a contentious relationship that drove Mom mad. The one truce we had was that we both loved staying up late on the weekends and discovering bad old movies on the late night t.v. It was so.