We shared some tough times together, especially when James was going through his divorce and child support issues. James is a quiet, slightly overwe...ght, six-foot-tall man in his late thirties. Even though he is black, he loves telling black racial jokes that keep everyone laughing. I have often wondered if he was secretly making fun of us. One late summer evening, after all the workers had been paid, Dianne said, “We need to talk.” “Sure, honey; you sound like it's something serious.” . Tin brought the pot over and he vomited everything he drank, plus last night’s dinner. He fell back on the bed, with his stomach feeling even worse. He had gotten a nasty flu a few years ago, but even that wasn’t as bad as this. This was like malaria combined with detox. “Ugh… fuck. In every lifetime, getting sick sucks ass.”“I’ll go get the innkeeper. She may know what’s wrong.”“No. Me being sick leaves us vulnerable, and the more people know about it, the greater the danger. If I can’t fight,. .my pussy feels nice and wet and warm…..my nipples stand erect and hard…..my tummy flutters with anticipation….but my focus is totally on pleasing you now…..cum for me, baby……I want to feel your explosion deep in me. My strokes are quicker and more urgent as I continue to make love to your cock with my mouth. Next I feel your hands on my head, as you place your fingers in my hair and hold me close to you. You want me to keep the pressure of my mouth around you cock as you start to cum ….. oh. ”She gave me a huge grin and a side hug and said, “I am proud to call you my sister. It doesn’t matter to me that we only share one parent. You’re my sister. I’ll even stand up here and now and yell it loud enough for the entire town to hear.”I quickly and playfully pulled her back down to the bench. I returned the hug she gave me earlier and said, “We don’t need to do that. We can tell people that we’re sisters but that is a bit too extreme and weird. We’d need to find a more personal and.