It was two days before class started and it was just me and her there. My parents had left and gone home, same with her parents. I was in my room when...she came in wearing nothing but a tank top and a thong, she came and sat in the foot of my bed and said now that we have this place to ourselves, tell me about yourself. I couldn't help but stare at her boobs, ummm well, im 19, and only c***d. I lived a pretty boring life honestly, I have never been to a party, I was always the loser in school. A. I begged him not to. I begged him on my knees in front of his lap. He still had a remaining bulge in his lap from earlier and I grabbed him for some reason. He asked what I was doing and I told him I was keeping us together." Are you serious?" I was taken aback. I couldn't believe that my sister could even be that selfless."Yeah, I mean it's not like you and me were going to live together any more and I didn't want that. I didn't want any of that," she filled in."Then why are you still doing. “Are you okay this morning, honey?” I asked. “You're awfully quiet.”She didn't answer for a moment. Then she put her toast down and said, “Girls do it too, right?”“Do what?” I asked.“Masturbate.”Oh, fuck, here we go again. “Yes, they do, honey.”“Why?”“To make themselves feel good.”“What do they do?“Um, well, they rub themselves, you know, down there.”“How?”I could feel myself sweating a little. This was something I simply never considered having to talk about with my daughter. It didn't help. Naked, both of us left the couch draped with a new layer of fabric that once was our clothing, I lead him from the top of the staircase into my bedroom and into the bathroom down a short hallway between two closets, one on each side with the right closet empty save for a couple boxes my husband never collected. I kept the door open, no one was going to come into the house and find us, by legal means that is. Plus, the Gods seemed to be smiling down on us. I doubted we would have a break-in at.