I was so nervous. As I stood at thetop of the stairs, I giggled nervously as I thought about my future. Theone thing I knew for sure was that my futur... would be very different thanmost boys my age. That thought really cracked me up. I mean, how manyteenage boys would be wearing a cute outfit like mine for their firstreal date? Not too many that's for sure. Not too many boys would be goingout on their first date with polished toenails and a pretty manicureeither. Most boys would not have been. ”“Yup, that’s my baby sister. She’s right David, you’re a great guy, but sometimes you think about others when you should be thinking about yourself. You don’t have to be everybody’s helper, or their doormat either.”“Thanks pal,” I said.“Hey, I’m just telling you like it is mate. Would you prefer I not tell you the truth?”“No,” I replied, “I wouldn’t.”“Just for once look after number one first,” he said.“I will mate, and thanks.”Mike walked off in the same direction as Kathy had and I turned. "Jen," he said, his eyes locked to mine, "I really liked everything we've done the last two nights, but do you know what I liked the best?"I shook my head; almost afraid to hear what he was going to say."I liked holding you and kissing you the best. The other things were really great, but if all I could ever do again was kiss you... that would be enough."I started to cry. Tears of joy and love ran down my cheeks and fell onto my legs. There wasn't anything in the world my brother could have. I stiffened, and wriggled a little to get more comfortable.“Sam, Heather felt so good I never wanted to stop rubbing her. When I touched her nipples, she pushed back against me.”Sam squirmed some more. I leaned over and kissed her cheek softly once, twice. She smiled.“Rub my back?”She was still whispering.“Sure. Want to undo your swimsuit?”Sam reached back and undid her straps. I straddled her right on her tight little butt, leaned forward and started in. Sam had her eyes closed, but she sighed.