" She handed me a stack of papers, books, and notebooks. "I still don't understand what you want them for, though."I didn't tell her. "You will. Sit d...wn." I nodded my head toward a chair, and she sat down. "I need to look these over a few minutes."She sat down, looking puzzled and a little pouty at not being told what was going on, and I began to examine her course work. The courses were American Literature (a survey) and Ancient History; fortunately, I knew quite a bit about both. She was. You tonight, Jack? I don’t snore or anything and I’ll stay way over here on this side of the bed and you won’t even know I’m here!”What the hell. Fortunately I was wearing pajama bottoms in honor of my house guest. “Sure, Hon. Sweet dreams! See you in the morning.”“G’night again, Jack.”I tried to doze off, but unaccustomed to having anyone in the bed I lay there thinking about how, after all this time, I suddenly had a relationship with my half-sibling that I’d never expected, nor really even. Now some background information. My cousin, Kevin, 14 at the time, would come down to my house at 3:00 am on weekdays because his dad had to leave to go to work and his mom had left them. He would make a pallet at the end of my bed and sleep until it was time to get up for school. We were pretty close and would talk about everything with eachother but never about sex or anything like that. He was about 5'10 and had a bigger build, not fat, but not skinny.he would always tell me how pretty I was. Walking through the copse I came out onto a beautifully secluded and sunny grassy bank. I shouted over to Steve to come over to help me look for my ball. When he came through the copse however, he could see that I had already found it, but I think he guessed that he would still be needed. I was lying on the bank next to the ball wearing as demure a smile as I could muster, considering my panties were on the grass next to me, my skirt was pulled up over my hips, my knees were bent and my legs.