She wasn't overweight but she wasn't skinny. She still looked hot.So anyways im sitting here or actually standing behind my younger sister Kate starin... at her ass and suddenly I snap out of it when I hear her voice "What are you looking at?" she asked turning around to face me and takes a sip from some orange juice. He hesitated "nothing I cant see shit, eyes still adjusting to the light I think im blind." I played it off and she smirked "Yeah ok..well im goin to bed night." she said then tip. But I had loved Mary, and though for a few months before her death I had suspected she was fooling around, I told myself over and over that she would never do such a thing. I had been so wrong. Now everything felt wrong. Is this what your supposed to spend your whole life doing? Building a relationship with someone, sacrificing, compromising, and then one day, for whatever reason, losing them? What then? Do you start over, begin the torment of dating, falling in love, making new vows? Or do you. I sat in my living room until Casey knocked on my door and we headed off. On the way we joined up with a number of other guys and some girls who were also headed to Sarahs house. Tonight was going to be a good night. We arrived a little after the announced start time despite my misgivings. I was assured that arriving casually late was the norm and that being on time as so uncool. I cant say Id gone to many parties in my time so I deferred to those with far greater knowledge than my own. And. We sat in the garden with our coffee and delicious Danish pastries talking gibberish. He was still checking me out, probably because I was accidentally-on-purpose flashing him whenever possible - leaning forward so he could see my tits, legs angled to make the most of them and probably more than a hint of pussy. I got up to get some more coffee, and when I turned round - bottom facing him - he called out in surprise"Jools!" What?" Are you wearing a - no sorry, ignore me. Actually could I have.