Foreplay felt mildly unnecessary at this point.Jim looked down at her, missionary position, again juxtaposed from the plague. Typically, the positions...were more animalistic; people were taken from behind and largely impersonal, while looking into each other’s eyes again implied intimacy and affection two factors completely foreign to people infected by the plague.Jim moaned slightly under his breath. “I forgot what this could feel like,” he said in a hushed tone, as he slowly worked his hips in. I thought that it would happen if we were stuck in a sticky situation once again. Or perhaps when there is no one at home and we get too drunk. For all I knew she was not even thinking on those lines. Maybe she has drawn a line. Either way, I was about to find out soon.One fine day, there were 5 of us in the house. Her brother and her parents apart from us. It being a three bedroom house, I shared my room with her brother till his parents were there, which was for like 15 days. We came back. It was a little twinge in my heart but then it went away. Angie is my sister and I love her. I would give her the world if I could. No way would I deny her such a simple thing.I don’t know how long I stood there – watching them sleep. Simply being there drained away the last faint echoes of worry. It made me feel good. It made me feel warm and safe. It made me feel calm.An ache in my belly intruded. Standing there had made me feel hungry, too. It was time for a quick raid on the fridge. A. He is, I thought, a bit weak. But then mum is a tough old bird and she would give him hell if he did anything wrong or forgot something. She and I had gradually grown to dislike each other, although I hoped that my tits would grow over the next few years to be like her full. C cup beauties. As long as I could remember I had felt more comfortable with girls and boys older than myself. I had been like that for a few years. When I was younger that wasn't a problem, but now I was well of an age.