She and Leslie slept in Tom and Leslie’s bed while Tom slept on the couch. The two girls compared notes on boyfriends and lovers, giggling late into...the night.Tom came into their bedroom, “Shush! Time to sleep. Don’t make me come in here again!” acting the parent.He actually just came to get some clothes out of his drawers but liked kidding them. Two little heads were peeking out of the covers.“Damn, you two are so cute together.”Leslie laughed, “I know what you’re thinking, buster. But, just. But then you caught me taking that picture, and the look on your face wasn't horrified at all. It almost killed me to see the girls playing with you like that. I have years of horniness for you to catch up on. I'm going to want to do a lot, but you have to make me stay in control ... okay?"I swallowed. This was not my little sister in my arms. This was a hot chick. But it was also Phee ... who was my little sister. I know it's circular logic, but that's what was going through my mind."I'm the. It was nothing sexual, it was all meant to keep him calm. Hearing him sob himself to sleep all alone broke my heart. So one morning I moved my things into my father’s room, filling the spaces my late mother left empty. I had to save him from himself, and I intended to do anything that required. He never thanked me, but every night when he pulled me in close I knew he appreciated it. I had woken up with morning wood against my ass a few times. I always ignored it, chalking it up to nature. But. "The girls finished breakfast and Mommy drove them to school in the big white car. Kathy kissed Christi good bye at her locker and scampered to her first hour contemporary issues class."Okay, kids," the substitute teacher called the class to order. "Mr. Jones is out sick today, but he's asked me to give you this pop quiz. Get your pencils out and get ready."Kathy pouted silently as the teacher handed out the tests. Of all days, she thought. Her eyes brightened as she skimmed the questions. She.