We were both going to be ready when I closed my room door.I slung Uncle Jessie into my room and quickly closed and locked my door. I turned around and...leaned my back against it and pulled my shirt tail out from under the mini-skirt I was wearing as I stared at the large tent Uncle Jessie's erection made in his pants. I pulled my shirt off exposing my pink colored covered small breasts to him. This made his cock throb in his pants. Uncle Jessie could not unbutton his tailored shirt fast enough. .. My reminiscence is broken as Red steps out of the bathroom, naked but for the towel she's drying her hair with. She surveys the room, her eyes tracing the form of your sleeping body then wandering over to the obvious bulge that betrays my innocent face. She looks at me and smiles. "At least one of you is awake!" She says as she slinks over to the bed and peels the duvet from my nakedness, freeing my trapped erection and allowing it to bask in her gaze. She peers over at you again, wondering. Marty would always listen to her sister’s exploits and adventures, getting vicarious thrills.This last birthday caused a reassessment. She didn’t like what she saw in the bathroom mirror. A fitness center membership was what she wanted and got for a birthday present. It was already showing its effects. Her husband noticed and so did the guys at work.A regular at the fitness center began flirting with her and it gave her a schoolgirl thrill. When she bravely shared that with her sister, Sis. ” she whispered moving her mouth close to his ear, “from before the war... I don’t know if she is alive or dead...” he turned to look at her and watched as a tear slowly ran down her cheek cleaning a line on her grimy flesh. He dug into his pockets and eventually found the cleanest piece of rag. He wet the corner with his tongue and slowly, gently began to wipe the dirt from her face. Gradually her flesh was exposed and a small smile formed on her lips. When he had wiped the last of the filth.