Anyway, Lupe is my twin sister. Fraternal, like I said. And not a touch of the were in either of us.We grew at our own rates. First I can remember, he... half- grown cubs were lookin' after me. Their understanding of 'looking after, ' of course. Mom had plowed a furrow around house and barn. One of the first things I learned was to only piss on that furrow; critters would never cross that line. Winter I was five, Mom talked me into wearing clothes -- first pants, then shoes. Warmer that way, but. He realized his fantastic fantasy of killing Steve was just a tool he’d used to motivate himself through the years to succeed, to persevere. He’d finally outgrown it and saw it for what it was – the last remnant of his jealous imaginings and youthful insecurity. Now he could move on with the rest of his plan. Now he could help Callie. It was Wednesday night, there was much to do by Sunday. At the O’Donnell house, Steve casually announced, ‘Guess who I had drinks with today? Klaus Schmidt!’. I was puzzled, but I was certain the fun wasn't done. Steve laid on the bed beside me as Henry went to the dresser that sat in the corner of the bedroom. Steve instructed me to hop on top and I immediately jumped up. I used my hand to guide his massive manhood in my used cunt. I slid down slowly, but with ease and began to ride. I wasn't used to being fucked with a cock as big as his, but I was adjusting and getting used to his size. Henry came behind me and pushed me down so my breasts were. I explained what had happened and what Lieutenant Tamusarit had asked me to do."Yes, I will go with you in the morning. I'm sure that the Chief will listen to you," she said.After that we went to bed and made love. Suenee was as good as her promise of the other night, and we didn't stop until we were both worn out and unable to move.The next morning, after breakfast, I went to visit the errant Platoon Leader. He was somewhat surprised that I had come to see him. I hadn't brought an interpreter,.