She kept her body low, but her arms tense, and hung her head. Floorboards of steps creaked. Low voices chattered. Her blistered wrists singed but she ...ept her face and legs slack, letting them dangle."She still there?" Deep voice, male, coming from somewhere below but close. Hint of distortion in his voice. Augmented vocal cords, most likely.A board creaks behind her. Maybe ten feet away. Maybe fifteen. "Yeah." She up?"A pregnant pause. A shifting of weight on the floor. "Don't look like it.". I sat at the table, waiting for him to arrive. Scott, as I had found out, was in 6th form and studying PE, Biology and Psychology. Should I have got changed? Oh God I still had no panties flashed through my mind. I stood and went to the stairs...I took them two at a time and ran into my room. Pulling the drawer open, I sifted through to find a pair which would not show through the white dress...only finding dark ones. "Shit" I exclaimed, then rationality came back to me and I reasoned he was. My attention was drawn to her, because I felt her staring from across the crowed room, as I was standing at the bar passing out fliers to potential Fashion Model recruits for the modeling workshop, and agency I owned at the time.her stare was so beguiling, and compelling I pushed my way, to the table at which she sat, and gestured if I could join her, due to the noise level, She "nodded yes, and smiled". her smile exposed startling beautiful even white teeth, with a small sexy front gap! She. He hadn’t tried to escape, but still his sister had wrapped her thighs around him and he in turn was hugging her legs.“Thank you,” he whispered, “Can I do anything for you?”Elena tensed. She wanted to hold her brother all night under the dark and intimate covers of her bed, she always had, but how could that ever be explained away by a role play. Disappointedly, she released her grip, stepped over his head and walked to the door.“Little brothers are in lock down for the night, I’m afraid,” she.