When I heard the slap of flip-flops coming up behind me, I stopped andturned to see my sister running to catch up. Watching her pigtailsbouncing made ...e smile. Seeing her hair up like that when I crawled outof my tent this morning had taken me by surprise. It made her look likesuch a ... girl. Not that she wasn't one, but I was still struggling withthe idea that she wasn't my brother any more.When she finally reached me and caught her breath she asked, "Why didn'tyou wait up for me?"I rolled my. He felt asensitive indentation of extreme heat and moisture. Nate's eyes widenedagain, but he still couldn't control any movement. The warmth on his chestdramatically increased along with his breathing as his hands began to rubsomething very, very good. A pressure started to build and Nate began toshake. His hands removed themselves from under his skirt and ran themselves upthe sides of his body. They made their way to his chest. Nate felt theunderwire of the bra as his hands settled on the. “That wasn’t so bad, was it, Sir?” she asked with a smile.“How long can I keep calling you, Cherry?” I asked my mother. She didn’t understand the question. I rephrased it. “If Tiffany quits today, then you won’t be Cherry around the house any longer?” I asked. I am sure I had stars in my eyes.My mom giggled in a sultry way like a sexy stripper might when she was being flattered or offered a hundred dollar bill to do something very naughty for a friendly customer. “I am glad you like me this. When I finally arrived I had no recollection of the walk at all. My mind was elsewhere. I wondered what Emma was thinking too, how did she feel about what had happened? There was no denying my new feelings for Emma. Something had changed… I’d never felt like this about anyone before. In such a short space of time my feelings for Emma had transformed into deep affection. I woke early the following morning, and as the curtain of sleep faded and the previous nights events flooded in, I got very.