I’d have to make her tell me if she recognize my voice too. It was already time for her to be awake.Trying not to hurt her, at least for now, I star...ed giving soft slaps on her face until I finally got some response. First she inhaled deeply, just recovering consciousness and, soon, as I expected, she started struggling."O-Oh my God... What's happening! Help! Dad! Somebody help!" She started mumbling and soon her tone was reaching a scream. That's when I called her."Erika," I said in a low. What really made the picture unique was the way the light played off of the beads of water that surrounded me, almost like a halo.I'm sure that my fit, 20-year-old figure, captured tastefully in the photograph, didn't hurt our chances, either. Anyway, the picture won first prize in the contest.My brother, convinced that it was me that had made the picture special, begged me to let him take more photos of me. He even offered to let me keep the whole $1,000 prize the paper had given him for. "That's good",he said" I enjoy you being here too".He started kneading my butt cheeks, then he spread them a little bit and ran a finger down my crack. It tickled and I jumped a little. He leaned over and kissed my cheek and ear. He licked a finger and circled my butt hole. " Mmm, I like that. Can you do it again please" I asked. He just laughed and did it again. He reached out to the coffee table and picked up the bottle of lotion, put some on his hand and rubbed them together. He ran his. ”“What? No, of course not.”“How do you know?”I took a deep breath. “Trust me,” I said, then headed up to my room.As soon as I shut the door behind me, I felt a weight lift off my shoulders. I wanted to hole up by myself for the rest of the day. But I knew I couldn’t do it, since I didn’t want to tip anyone off.I did need to put on fresh clothes, so I stripped down and threw my laundry in a pile. As I did, I caught a glimpse of my butt in the mirror, so I turned and looked at myself.It was.