He figured when the bars closed. She had a reputation for drinking when she went out.“Buck! You always win man. I hate playing with you. I’m d...wn like a $200 now. Do you ever loose?” said Richie. I smiled. I then pushed all the empty beer bottles in a big trash bag. I turned to pick up some empty pizza boxes. Richie was lighting candles around the house. Trying to disguise the cigar smoke and beer smell in his parent’s house. His Dad moved across the state, to find work. He saw him. Plainly to cover his confusion, he raised one eyebrow quizzically. She laughed musically and placed her right hand on his thigh."Would I dress like this if I didn't enjoy having men look at me? I LIKE the reaction. Especially of a nice YOUNG man." She smiled and leaned her face in her left hand, resting that elbow on the back of the couch. She gazed steadily into his eyes as she continued speaking. "And you do enjoy looking at my breasts, don't you?" She did not remove her hand from his lap,. Thomas wasn't unaffected either. He groaned and bucked up, lifting her just slightly and nudging her cervix deliciously."Watch me. Touch me," Kit urged breathlessly, starting her rhythm again. Thomas's eyes trained on his devious sister. Her fair skin glowed in the dark room, the shadows cast from the window across her breasts and belly flickered back and forth as she pitched and rocked on him. Kit watched her brother feel up her working hips to her undulating belly, caressing every inch of her. Now, the dew chilled every step he took, soaking into his trousers and matting his dark hair to his scalp. He noticed how quiet the woods appeared. He would take nothing for what it seemed, but he would look inside for what it was.Tension had increased within him and the feeling of uneasiness took over. The mysterious amethyst-diamond necklace hung around his neck. Now it glowed an eerie purple. He walked past a row of trees and instantly the rising sun seemed to dim, and almost disappear. He.