I almost ran out the door but held my ground. Soon I was finger fucking her snatch with two fingers and she was slightly humping up in time with my fi...gers but her eyes remained closed. I had to get out of my clothes. My cock was trying to rip its way thru the fabric of my pants. Soon my clothes were on the floor and I was as naked as my sister. I spread her legs wide and climbed between them. I took my rod in my hand and lined it up between her pussy lips at the opening to her cunt. I. I realized that I had to think about how to dress. Not because I got cold, but because other people did. I could wear shorts in November, but people would begin to wonder about me. Life in this new shell was going to be challenging enough without that kind of stupid mistake to draw even more attention to myself.I found some old ratty jeans and a cool sweat shirt with a four inch zipper at the neck. I even put on a nylon shell over it all, so that I could at least look like I was dressed for my. "The interview with Rachel didn't go THAT well...Reporter: "So, Rachel, why are you with Scott?"Rachel, tittering: "Love, silly!"Reporter: "How did you meet?"Rachel: "In a restaurant. It was love at first sight. I saw him and he saw me and, well..." She looked down at herself. "The very first thing he said to me was, 'You're cute -- you know that?' Well, frankly, I DIDN'T know that, but he's slowly convincing me!"Reporter: "So he told you his CAP score..."Rachel: "No, he didn't, actually. His. I opened the other, smaller, box and showed her the matching earrings. She gasped when she saw them."How much are these things worth?" she asked."Well," I said, as nonchalantly as I could, "let's just say that if we get mugged tonight, I'll owe Gunther a twenty-eight thousand dollar web site."She whistled silently, enraptured by the necklace and earrings. I took the necklace out of its custom case and gently turned Kate toward the mirror. Her eyes were riveted to the sparkling sapphire as I put.