Prince Asshole was now red-faced but no longer from the hot temperature. He was getting mad. I knew I was intentionally baiting him and his sister’s...laughter wasn’t helping him get his emotions under control. I decided that I had little to lose and, therefore, wasn’t about to apologize or back down. That wasn’t my way anyway.He forced himself to calm down. He said, “Miss Roberts, please let me tell you how I regret my inaction.”“I’m sure you do, now.” I paused.“If you’re no longer suffering. "My parents are away for a few days, Ian. Would you like to stay with me for the weekend?" she asked with a comfortable smile."More than anything," I replied, then wrapped her in my arms and kissed her passionately.We'd been working our way toward this day and I was relieved that it had come at last. She was the most beautiful woman I could ever imagine making love to. I was even wondering if she might be "the one" ... the woman that would join with me for a lifetime. But it was too early for. My little sister’s not-so-little perky D-cups shook slightly as they settled on her chest, her pink nipples standing to attention. From the neck down, the twins had bodies that looked like they belonged to someone closer to our older sister’s age. I mean, how many fourteen-year-olds had D-cup tits on such a petite frame? And of those that did, how many had an endless supply of magical breast milk flowing from them?If it wasn’t for the clear signs of their youth in their facial features, they. She waved to me then returned to the hedge. There, she told me that with her binoculars she had a good view of me and liked what she saw. I told her that, knowing she could see me, almost close up, with the binoculars had made me feel a little excited. I liked letting her see me naked. "Yes. I noticed. It showed a little. What does it look like when it’s right up? My husband’s was pretty big". "Do you want to see it right up?" "Yes. If you are willing". "Right, then" I said. "Go to that.