I was too scared to peer through the large hole that gives me a great look into my sisters room. I saw the light flickering as if something was moving...past the holes blocking the light for a moment, I began to grow curious of my sister was trying to peer into my room from the holes behind her dresser. After a minute I heard a quite knock knock sound coming from the sealed door, I got closer and waited until I heard it again...and there it was even louder than before. I mustered up the courage. .."I was a bit embarrassed. At 38 the mind may be young the but the bones liked to complain."Oh." He made a shocked little sound, and helped me to my feet. "Better?" Yes, thank you."He kissed me."I don't suppose you have an unlimited supply of towels here in the bathroom hey?"Oh. I'd used the towel last night and now..."I know, in the hall closet right?" He grinned remembering last nights linen directions."You can't go out there!" I thought of Pat."I'll be careful, wait here." But! But!" I. In a frenzy now, he worked to strip Princess Eleanore. His hands worked at her dress, trying to unbind it, and when that didn’t work he simply tore the fabric from her body. He barely took sight of the woman’s underwear, yanking it off her as well, leaving a pile of ruined clothing on the floor. Her body really was sublime.Her breasts were at least a handful, large but also somehow still defying gravity. Her nipples were so hard he wondered if they could cut glass. Spinning her around, he drank. Although I was covered from thigh to shoulder with a collection of angry looking stripes, none of them had been applied with enough force to break the skin. She’d been careful, holding back as always, never once losing control.She gave me a hard look at that, knowing what I was thinking, a warning in her eyes not to go any further."Maybe next time…?" As soon as the words rolled off my tongue, I knew it had been a mistake. Fortunately, she chose to ignore my remark, simply running the tip of one.