”“Same old shit…be quiet.”Sis usually avoided any hint of swear words so her use of the word “shit” told me she had reached her limit of p...tience with me. I lay there for an interminable length of time, unable to think of anything but to ask if I could lick her pussy. I suspected I daren’t say a word so I kept my silence. Sis’s breathing did not deepen, indicating she still had not fallen asleep.The argument between our parents quieted down. We could still hear voices but there was no more. “I've got a plan,” Xavier said. “Get on the bed, on all fours. I'm going to spank you first, to warm you up.” Janet knelt on the bed. The paddle and feathers were out on the bed, and Xavier picked up the paddle and gently smacked Janet on her behind. He varied his technique, with firm flicks of the wrist, then light taps, then a hard spank. Janet's bottom was stinging just a bit. Already, she was wet. “Now, we're getting rid of the panties,” said Xavier. Slowly, he pulled her lace panties down. I could not wait to ask her to take off her bra, but I knew I had to go slow. I then turned her body facing me. She was nervously looking up to my face. Her blue eyes were piercing. I smiled as I lowered my head and kissed her right cheek. After that, my lips trailed to her left cheek. I then moved my lips to her sexy lips. I gave her soft and gentle kisses at first and the lips under mine quivered, nevertheless she did not back away. I then licked her lower lip and that made her eyes pierced. We took the set out to an archery field onemorning and spent the entire day shooting at paper targets, and we bothproved to be pretty good at it. But trouble reared its ugly head whenDwight showed up."Hey! If it isn't the fag jock and his girl," he leered."Well, if Lester IS a fag, why is he with me, the Head Jazz Cat?" Playing possum, I have seen him looking at the other jocks dong,bitch." Dwight, you know that's a lie, and that YOU were caught with Oscar in acompromising position in the.