Sandy stands motionless for a long moment, then looks a me and asks “Is this okay? You think I should be nude?” with a grin that is more woman tha... little sister.I realize my mouth has fallen open – given all that has transpired in the past weekends I thought nothing could startle me. Even imagining this moment didn't prepare me for the real thing; I'm standing naked, porn strewn around my bed, holding my erection in my hand and I'm still shocked to see my sister nude. Despite her supposed. “And your blood pressure is okay? I’d hate to have you die on me.”“Not nearly as much as I would, trust me. But yes, it’s fine. It may be a bit elevated right now, of course, but that’s to be expected.”She laughed and continued to fondle me as our waiter delivered our salads. As we ate, I took the opportunity to return the favor, allowing my hand to wander to her thigh, whereupon she eagerly parted her legs to let me know that my exploration was welcomed. Her stockings were fine and silky, the. Vanessa had moved into the town with her two partners - Tracey Manning and Max (Maxina) Landers - and all three just loved the place. Tracey Manning had studied Applied Mechanics at BSC and had found work as a service mechanic at McCarran International Airport in Las Vegas. As for Max Landers even though she had qualified very highly in Sociology Studies she had decided she just wanted to be a house mom for a year or two. While Vanessa and Tracey headed off to work each day she set about. I looked at my sister. Before I could say anything, she was interrupted."Dale, I know what you're thinking. But listen, guys don't want to flyacross the country to see a human freak show. They want to see a girlwho looks like the one in this picture." Jenni, he's coming across the country to see you. What you look likeshouldn't matter." But it does matter, Dale. If I sent him a real picture I bet you hisflight would be mysteriously rerouted the moment he learned the truth." So..." how could I.