. almost classical. Like the 2nd Century statue of Hermes by Lysippos, or Leochares' sculpture of Apollo!" "Apollo? You're kidding me, right?" "Not at...all. Yours looks bigger, although it's probably an unfair comparison, since in the statue Apollo is, you know, completely relaxed." "Wow, Sarah. I'm relatively certain that my uncircumcised boner has never been been mentioned in the same sentence with a Greek God before." I was starting to actually feel O.K. about the whole erection thing, and. An order that has rang true down the centuries of sexual awakenings between siblings. All my b*****rs have learnt, ‘Stuff’, from their hyper-sexed s****rs, in beds behind closed doors, and my need to go further was precisely that, as I relaxed my grasp and cupped his hands onto my breasts and twist my hard nipples between his fingers. ‘You like that, don’t you’? no need to answer me as I did so myself, but thankfully he was now enjoying the amazing warmth, and softness of the female form in its. They looked like they were following from directions – snapping machines together and welding parts together from memory and rote practice rather than any understanding. Me, I didn’t follow what they were doing. That in and of itself made me think one thing: S-Tech. I did spot a lot of power couplings and lase-arrays, the kind of machines you’d use to make a big honking laser. Or, more accurately, lots of tiny lasers that would be fired simultaneously. Death ray satellite? Possible, but if it. 16 years old, she was roughly 5'6" and had lang black hair that grew past her shoulders. She was-by all standards- sexy. Firm flat belly with wide hips, hips which made her ass look amazing (wide and juicy enough to catch attention but not enough to be in a rap video) and a set of 36c breasts that caugh the attention of all the boys at school, not to mention long smooth legs. She walked up to her room and set all her school stuff down, then went downstairs to relax on the couch. Her sister,.