All Rights ReservedThe first thing I did when the shaking stopped was to look around my apartment to determine the extent of the damage. The second th...ng I did was to go across the street and check on Tillie. Her real name was Matilda, and despite my overwhelming love and devotion, she had ignored me for two years and now I had an opportunity to prove myself to her. I figured if I rescued her from certain death in an earthquake-damaged building she really wouldn't care that much about a silly. I remembered how it felt when I'd folded John's clothes together with mine and shared the bathroom with him. Watching her make room for me in her life, caused me to feel that same kind of warmth, but it scared me instead of providing me comfort.After hanging my clothes and putting my shoes on her shoe rack, she stored my suitcase in the back of her closet. When she came out, I saw her robe had fallen open. The curves of her breasts, her smooth stomach, and her bare mons filled me with an. Their sweat-covered bodies slipped and slithered over each other as they cried out their passion, while holding each other tightly. Jack's dick was a blur as he fucked his sister harder than he'd ever fucked anyone in his life, pounding, pounding, pounding.Janie arched her back and cried out in a continuous series of moans, mewls, squeals and hissing sounds as she felt herself nearing a shattering climax. Jack was finally approaching the long strokes, and he was like a machine as he felt. I kinda had it figured they were keeping it a secret because they were trying not to upset me, when they knew how hard going I was finding my studies. I'd sort-of made that clear to Polly in my letters to her. Well, I had to have someone I could trust to tell how ... well, out of my depth I felt I was.Anyway, when I did finally go out with them, I can't say I felt very comfortable. I'd conceded defeat in the Polly stakes by then, but that didn't change how I felt about her. It was obvious to me.