She was alone, tipsy, and wearing only her plain white nightgown, not the best condition to meet the sort of intruders that broke into secret laborato...ies full of bioweapons. There were pistols and tasers hidden in cupboards throughout the habitat tube and she'd trained with them, but her hands shook at the thought of using them. There had been two other intruders in the two years since she'd taken up hermitage on Ganymede. Max had dealt with them, and she hadn't asked how. Those two intruders. I told her that i was surprised to see her in those shirt and transparent dress and she was looking like an angel. she smiled and changed the topic. the next day after going to chennaishe was excersising with those same clothes in my room, my penis immediately bulged and was clearly visible as i was not wearing undies, i immediately ran to the bathroom and started masturbating thinking of my sister. i came out and asked wat she was doing in my room then she replied that she just wanted to find. ” I gave her a quick peck on the lips and made my way to the shower. It was a running joke between us because Kendra had an awful gag reflex and couldn’t take too much into her mouth with almost nothing able to make its way into her throat.I came out of the shower to find that regardless of the freedom I had given her to dress provocatively, Kendra had decided on simple black tights and my Winnipeg Jets jersey. On her it was ridiculously large and covered her like a jacket. There was no looking. I start checking my phone, sure that I’ve had a message from this number before. And I have. And it relates to hockey. Alarm bells start to ring…..My 16 year old sister’s ‘sweet and lovely’ friend is a player in our mixed team. And sure enough, it’s his number. Realisation is fairly slow to dawn I must say. ‘Sweet and Lovely’, was not after MY address….Sweet and Lovely was after my SISTER’S address. Bugger. I trudge home finally, to find that, yes ‘Sweet and Lovely’ has sent my sister a.