I had to eat something, but I just couldn't face Mom. The whore!During the following weeks, until school ended, I arrived early a few more times. Ther... wasn't a time there wasn't a man in Mom's bedroom, and hardly repeating the same man twice.Tim Blake, our neighbor. Paul Schultz — Mom's best friend's husband. Gerry Fitz — my history teacher (now I knew why he had been missing from school several times). Tony Gerald — my girlfriend's father. A UPS messenger whose car I saw outside — a black guy. My eyes popped out as I looked at her hairless slit.My cock was throbbing under the duvet. I picked up her knickers and examined them. I then looked my sister in the eye as I sniffed the guset. She shook her head in disgust.I then told Jenna to turn around and part her legs and then to bend over. She did this as I stroked myself. I then told her to reach behind and pull her butt cheeks apart. Again she did this, exposing her pussy, slightly parting and her cute little arsehole.I rearanged. Evans?' I asked 'Sandra has gone on a business trip,' he said and I thought I saw him wink. I couldn't believe my luck, but I still saw no way to seduce him. I ran upstairs into Lisa's bedroom, giving her a big hug hello. We almost immediately descended into giggles, for no real reason. We watched a couple of soppy romantic movies, that just made me think about Bill in the next room, getting me very wet. By the time we went to bed, having devoured two pizzas, I was desperate to pleasure myself.. I could see her red painted toenails as well."Just stand there for another moment," I said to her, as I realized I was now overdressed.I quickly worked to slip out of my own clothes. Easier said than done since I was now in an age before zippers or elastic, and didn't have a lifelong experience with buttons. But I was soon out of them.A quick check to see that our door was locked. Then I went back up behind her and tenderly stroked her bare shoulders for a moment, and trailed my fingers down.