.please...."Oh no michelle we are just beginning...now back into the pit and thistime i want you to begin walking back and forth toward the deep end a...dif you loose your balance you are not to catch yourself..understood mudslut?" I step back in...sinking like a rock and almost getting stuckwith each step...as i move in the pit i sink almost to my knees....eachstep a slow and painful struggle to break the grip of the goo on myshoes and legs. The mud is getting more stirred up which causes me. Well there was my little sister, asleep in bed; the sheets were down mid-way on her huge sexy breasts, it was clear she was sleeping without a shirt on. When I walked closer to her bed she shifted a little, which was odd because she is generally a very very deep sleeper, and the sheet came down just enough for me to see her left nipple. I instantly started to get hard, and since I was just in silk boxers and a t-shirt I figured I should stop looking at her, but I couldn’t. In fact I did. What was wrong with me? Why couldn't I be normal and enjoy Kelly's sexuality directly rather than vicariously?In the evening I put on some porno but I couldn't get into it. Instead I watched some old comedy videos. I went to bed quite late, and I had a couple of drinks too, but I was still unable to get off to sleep for some time.I woke up on the Saturday morning, happy that she would be coming home that day, but wishing that I didn't have to wait until that evening. I occupied myself doing odd. You started to think of me as an obstacle to Beck. That eroded our friendship, even before the rumor reached you. Once the rumor got to you and Beck approached you ... Well, I wasn’t lying when I said you crawled over my dead body to get her.”“Yeah, she said that you’d been pretty low,” she said.“There’s parts we don’t normally talk about outside the family. I lost a whole weekend, locked in my own head. I was completely catatonic. No one could get through to me. My mother and I got into.