She would never remember her other personality, and even when I showed her the teeth marks she had made in my arm, she refused to believe it. Why did...I put up with her? Simple, she was exciting. I never knew who I would be seeing that evening. I must say that during the three years we were together, she was Sherry 1 about 80% of the time. I also had a lot of admiration for strong women. My mother was a weak woman and let people take advantage of her. She always seemed to be the victim. A woman. I was in heaven.We practiced that piece a lot, working out who should play what. At first we each played only the keys nearest us but it sounded better when we both played the full board, mostly on our own side but sometimes having to reach across in front of the other. This wasn't a problem for Mom but I found myself necessarily grazing the front and underside of her left breast quite often, an action Mom ignored even when my hand around her waist seemed to pull her forward onto my scr****g. Since I was working on the Island and not there, for the most part, I had shifted my stuff into the smallest room upstairs.Initially, I had one of the bigger rooms downstairs. I had swapped the doorknob on the small room to one that locked. I’d put a bolt across the doors to the veranda so they couldn’t get in that way.It wasn’t that I didn’t trust my brother, but I didn’t know crap about the guys who moved in while I was on the Island. I don’t like people going through my things. While I. We used to share our casual pics and all. Her pictures were my favorite as they would to hot as fuck. I knew that our feeling were getting harder towards lust.Here comes the day, at one fine evening she invited me to her house. I went to her house and she opened the door.I took a seat and was comfortable as we were alone but was lill bit tensed what will happen next. She gave me some water to drink. She sat beside me. We were having a casual talk and suddenly got a topic of our fantasies.We.