"You get used to it." She told me. "It's what I get for going for younger guys I guess. Come on, let's get him out of there." Can he walk?" I asked, e...visioning the two of us trying to carry him silently up the flight of stairs, past our parent's bedroom. That would be hard enough, if not impossible. But it would be completely out of the question getting him up the ladder that led to the attic. Greg, several years before, had gotten permission to convert our attic into his bedroom. The. I have a problem, my sister is gay, but that is not my problem, my problem is the burning lust in my heart for sis. Shannon is a lipstick lesbian and hotter than shit, she is 5'9", slim, blonde and very blonde with long killer legs and thighs and a hard little butt that sticks out like a sore thumb, with pretty tits. Shannon has made sure I knew what her tits looked like, she loves to tease me and walk around the house wearing a scrimpy little bra and panty set whenever mom is not around. Mom. He rested and went for four more.“Enough ... don’t over do it. Lets try some more now. Can you raise yourself if you hold onto Mallory and me?”“I think so.”“Then swing your legs to the side and when we lean down, you hold onto our shoulders, we’ll help you.”Marc wasn’t able to grip their shoulders, but he did manage to pull himself up as they placed their hands over his and held him tight to their shoulders.He stood on shaky legs, half stooped and wobbling, but he was standing ... and it felt. That evening, Ray Jarvis gave the ballroom customers a sample of the El Paso Orchestra he’d cobbled together. I was proud as hell as I listened to them perform their last tune up before the big free concert on Thanksgiving night. They sounded better than I had even hoped they would. Raymond had even found an old gentleman over in Las Cruces, who knew how to conduct. We had an odd mish-mash of instruments, as not many symphony orchestras had two banjos in it, but I thought they were great.Ray.