In reply. I entered my little sisters room, and saw her curled-up under her blanket. Mind if I sit here? I asked, sitting at the foot of her bed. Actu...lly, could you sit here? asked Sasha, patting the top of her bed, nearer to her. I obliged, and placed my hand on her blanket. Look, Im really sorry that I yelled at you, but you cant do things like that: Im your brother, not your boyfriend. Sasha looked up at me, then hugged me. I lifted her up, and hugged her back. She moved over to sit on my. Clare walks in , no knock no warning.She grins tonight she has a knee length skirt on and t shirt. I have jeans and tshirt. She whispers," remember from now on leave your door open always" ok" and come down in ten minutes in your gown..have a shower first.."Again fear excitement, a fire returns to my groin, this feels so naughty yet thrilling. In the shower my cock is by now stone hard and i wank it gently, but dare i come ? What if clare wants to see me come and i aready have?This only makes. Literally. We shocked each other’s hands on contact. She rubbed her finger, then pouted up at me. “Haha, let’s try this again. Hand me your drink?” I placed her drink on the ledge next to me, then extended my hand once more, and helped her up onto the ledge. She picked up her drink, and scooted closer to me. Really not a bad day at all. Shit, hope I didn’t just jinx myself. Absentmindedly, I knocked on the ledge.“What was that for?” she asked?“Well, I woke up this morning with a sinking feeling. I slave away in the hot sun or in a hot barn and driving horses and cows to provide for you and I and I cannot even come in to a clean house or a mere meal on the table. You must be punished. She looked up more annoyed making me angry, But John, your not my father. What I am to get ? My town privileges gone another week? I bit my lip, shuffling my boots under the table and then stood up taking her by the arm and pulling her to my bedroom. I grabbed the old paddle off the wall and slung her.