"I hugged and thanked her again."So come on, let's go upstairs so you can try all these things on," shesaid with a smile.I got to my room and put all ...y new clothes on my bed. I pulled my PJbottoms off and my mom said, "Oh, those panties fit nice, don't they?" Yes they do," I said.I took off my shirt and reached for my shirt with smurfette on it tobegin with but my mom stopped me."Wait a second Matty," she said. "You need something on under thatshirt." What do you mean?" I asked."Go look in. Her lips were still teasing his neck making him hickeys.Bryan waited a while holding on to his sister's ass until she finished marking her territory. Britney looked up at him once again and smiled sweetly. "I bet you're girlfriend isn't going to be too happy to see you marked with hickeys."Bryan laughed. "I don't care. I love you." I love you too. You know when I was younger, don't freak, but I used to want to marry you. I mean it wasn't anything sexual, at first. I thought you were the most. I had told her about meeting Myriam in Dallas. About her being an escort girl. But I had never told her about my plan and the action I took. I did now.To my surprise she didn't call it a stupid action. No, that's not true. She said that the whole sick adventure just proved that I would never get over the whore. So it didn't matter if what I did was right or wrong. I thanked her for nothing and she laughed, patting my hand."Sorry, Bruce," she said. "You are the sweetest man I know. Even in your. I towered over her. She was forced to tip her head all the way back to keep me in view. I fixed her gaze with my own, continuing to glare at her angrily. Her bottom lip trembled so daintily, I almost melted into the chair with her. But not yet."Stand up!" I snapped the command, leaving no room for questions. There were none."Are you wearing panties?"She nodded. I simply held out my hand and waited. The silky undergarments soon rustled to the floor and then settled into my palm. They were damp..