Or so it’s supposed to be, but she seemed to get EVERYTHING but the towel.”Holy shit!” I said as quietly as a surprised teen could be to watch a...girl cum like that!Rose all the sudden noticed me watching and grabbed the towel to cover her self. “WHAT THE HELL BRANDON! HAVENT YOU EVER HEARD OF KNOCKING!?”“Well, yes I have, but your door was already open, so why should I knock?” for some reason, I was extremely calm after just seeing what I saw my sister doing.“Because I was…. was…. I was…. um….. ‘Morning,’ Kris mumbled. ‘Morning,’ Matt kissed her forehead. ‘What time is our presentation?’ ‘1 o’clock. Why?’ ‘Because it is 11:30.’ Kris jumped out of the bed. ’11:30! We’re going to be late. Why did you let us sleep so late? I have to shower then do the set up.’ She raced around the room, not sure where to start. ‘Relax,’ Matt said. ‘I’ll get dressed and go down and set up the presentation. You shower, get dressed, and then come down. I’ll come back up, change and then join you.’ He moved. They somehow noticed me and stopped making out."Hey, sorry! So, Brian wants to come hang out at my apartment. His friends drove him, and I told him you drove me. Would you mind if you drove him back as well?" she asked me. She placed her hand on my thigh and leaned in when she told me. She had a slight look of pity on her face.I couldn't believe it. She was going to take back some random guy she just met and probably fuck him, and she was going to have me drive them to her place. My jealousy. It wasn’t because of his ghastly appearance but for the smell he emitted. No one calls him Don anymore. He is known as Sulfur. * * * * * Ms. Penelope Collins sat behind her desk for the first time that day and slipped off her black pumps with a sigh of relief. She’d spent the entire morning at the podium, detailing her market strategy to the corporate committee from Houston. She’d spent the rest of the afternoon escorting the group on a tour of The Company’s facilities. She was pouring herself.