.. help? You?” I asked a bit bewildered as I looked up from the book I had been reading.“I’m in here on a dare.” She told me.“Okay, what’s...the dare?” I asked.“To come in here, strip and see if you try anything.” She stated.“Do ... you ... want? Me? To?” I asked.“To be honest.” She said with a sigh.She walked over to the edge of my bed and sat down.“I mean a little.” She said. “Don’t get me wrong, Josh, you’re cute and all, but I’ve never done anything like this.” She sighed. “I’m a bit. And I wanted him to see me. It was all very sensual. We were touching each other everywhere. God, I was so wet. I couldn’t wait for it any longer, so I pulled his shorts down so I could get at his cock.” Her tongue ran over the edges of her teeth as she stared my way with a glazed expression. I knew she was seeing him, not me.“And…?“And, what?” Her eyes focused. “You want to know if he was big? Did he have a bigger penis than you? How could he not?” She nodded, getting that faraway. ” “It’s not funny!” Silmaria glared, and punched him in the chest. “It’s not. Only, right now I’m alive, and anything is funny,” Rael replied. When he got his mirth under control, Rael wiped the blood from his leaking nose and split lip. He dabbed at the small gash in his chin and they rose to continue their way along the deadly pass, their footsteps even more cautious than before. * In spite of their brush with disaster or perhaps because of it, like some balancing of fortune and fate, luck. In that context why would it be surprising that she wouldalso get away with implying that I was gay? There was also a dramaticelement to the sibling rivalry that existed between my mother and myaunt in which I felt myself to be nothing but a pawn. My aunt and mymother were still involved in a heated competition with each other andit would probably please my aunt very much if she could add to her senseof victory over my mother if my mother's son was gay while Jessica's sonhad a pretty wife and.