She went further into the room, though I stopped, and leaned back against the door. I thought about the gift I had for her in my jacket pocket and won...ered if it had been a good idea. It was too late now to do anything about it. I also thought back to when she’d visited in Chicago and had given me the option of ‘breakfast or a good screw’.“Jesus, big brother, are you afraid of me?” she asked when she saw that I’d stopped.“I’m just confused,” I said. “I’m not sure what’s going on.”She smiled,. I had a lot to absorb from this experience and all the things that has happened. I was conflicted. I reflected on the images from the initiation that excited me. Charlene on her back, legs spread wide, surrounded by four men, one fucking her, one each nibbling on a breast and another kneeling next to her face while she engulfed his cock in her mouth had me hard as a rock.But there were other images as well that made me angry, or, to be honest, jealous and feeling threatened. I was especially. "Now, I want you to lie back..." Gentle hands helped smooth her down to the covers. "And, I want you to just relax and be calm. And then, whenever you feel the spirit move you ... I want you to just reach down and play around with yourself. Nothing weird, nothing goofy ... Just the most natural thing in the world. This is your body—the one God gave you, so that you could please yourself and your husband. Why don't you spend some time getting to know it?" When Kerri put it that way, it seemed so. I fluctuated off and on between an Australian 12-14 depending on whetherI was having a thin or fat day. I think that's the equivalent to 8-10 inthe US.So not huge by any stretch, but at 175cm (That's about 5'9" I think), Iwas taller than average, so I guess I stood out a little. But it was allrelative I guess.From what I could remember of her I felt I looked vaguely like my oldersister.Except at least a good 10cm taller.I'm sure I was slimmer too, but both of us were regrettably more proneto.