We sucked our upper and lower lips one by one.We sucked each other’s tongue while it was raining continuously. Water splashes on our face was making...it more sexier. We kept smooching hard. It was our first kiss. We had no prior experience nor we had any plans of kissing. It just happened and it happened in the best possible manner. From then, we kissed every day. We would skip lunch but not kiss. We were ready to do anything for the kiss. Gradually kissing led us to boobs-touching,. "Among other things," he said. "Don't worry, I will give you time toadjust before we try anything like that. Now, John will drive you toyour new home. He will also see to it that you receive your newidentification papers. You will do whatever he tells you. Don't worry,he is a trusted employee and will not touch you." Emma stared back. She wanted to tell him that didn't make her feel anybetter, but she held her tongue. "Now, give me a kiss before you leave, my sweet," said Mark.To her horror,. .. Now I had to also say... Guys... Other guys who were just like me now. Guys who wore panties and dresses to feel pretty, and who thought about how cute other guys were. I hated to admit this truth to myself. As my mind dwelt on the thoughts of "guys like me...", I remembered the last guy like that, that I had heard about. It was in the high school locker room. As I remembered it, the whole scene replayed through my mind. About six guys were in there towelling off after showering,. “Hey Luke! Wanna come over?”“Nah… my brother’s home.” His brother served in the military and was rarely home.“Oh, okay. I’ll talk to you later!”“Bye!” I hung up the phone and went down to our viewing room to watch a movie. Now most brothers might find the thought of their sister being hot totally disgusting, even revolting. But I always thought my sister was a goddess, a slutty goddess sent down from heaven. When I say slutty, I mean slutty. She was always in yoga pants or short shorts while.