Sis, though, was different. She was pretty. Well, in fact, she was more than pretty, she was downright beautiful. Petite at five-foot-two and 100 poun...s, with long blonde hair, blue eyes, and a figure that could have easily gotten her elected to cheerleader, Beth could have had almost any boy in school if she had the opportunity and set her mind to it.Beth and I never played "doctor" or "you-show-me-yours-and- I'll-show-you-mine" games. Oh, we sometimes talked about sex, but we never went. Martin." Please. Just Charles. But not 'Chuck!' I never could abide that!" Charles it is," I said. We drove to one of the best restaurants in the LA area, where the valet's tip came to more than I usually spent for a complete dinner, and the bottle of wine cost more than a case of what I usually drink. After that, they invited me to their home, a large rambling ranch house with a backyard pool. Cindy and her mother (who insisted that I call her "Kay") disappeared into another room, leaving me. Walking over to the hose spigot, she said, ‘You’re right. It’s been so long, I’d forgotten.’ Been so long? How long? A week? I left those questions in my head. After rinsing off hands and face, Becky flopped down next to me, so close or shoulders bumped. ‘At least that Dick spray won’t give me an STD.’ ‘You’re funny when you’re drunk.’ She rested her head on my shoulder and sighed. She smelled like summer – barbecue, beer, and warm skin. Some of my favorites. I resisted the impulse to bury my. " I was honest. No, she wasn't expert. She didn't have to be. It was her first try. And she was bright and enthusiastic and that was more than enough. I told her how happy she made me. She reacted by snapping my pajamas up."Decorum," she chuckled. "We don't want your pants unsnapped when Mom gets back here." Uh, no, baby. No sense in rubbing it in her face. Although I'm sure she's probably figuring that we just MIGHT be doin' things." Yeah. Let's let them ease into this, sweetie." That's what.