I switched on the digital video camera and put it down on the side of the bed focused on Fergus. Then I climbed on top of him. I touched his face. The...softest. I felt his breath on my fingers. Like a countdown. Calm breathing of ocean waves. Stop. I ripped off his deep blue boxers with a supernatural force I didn't know I had. I barely had time to get a good look at his dick before he woke, began kicking and screaming. I pinned him down. I loved the sheer male power of him. Like a real. She looked absolutely stunning and she knew it too. She had all the make-up on, her hair was pinned up and styled especially for the occasion and her long navy blue dress clung to her figure as it fell to the floor. She looked perfect and I could totally understand all the male attention she’d been getting. As we finished our fag and were walking back through the hotel I remembered jokingly saying that I’d go up to our room and she had to go and ’pull’ somebody and bring them up to our room for. I didn’t need a further invitation - I sucked and nibbled on her tits, unsurprised when she didn’t even gasp or groan in response. If my sister had been pregnant, I would have quickly had the milk flowing from her teats - I could feel her wiggling, wriggling at my touch, clearly enjoying the attention from her older brother.When the clock struck the hour, she got up off my lap, tilted her head to the side and smiled. Neither of us said a word as she undid her skirt and unceremoniously dropped. Within a couple of weeks, Idon't believe anyone even noticed that I looked different.Part 3As the weeks went by, I continued to look pretty with my hair and makeup,I got my ears pierced and after wearing gold studs for a time, I startedto wear more interesting earrings, hoops and drop earrings in colours tomatch my clothing. I also realised that I wanted to look elegant as wellas pretty. I am only five foot six tall and came to the conclusion that Iwould be more elegant if I were taller. To me.