"Do you understand Jack?"I said "No." A woman needs to know she is loved. Mandy had a bad marriage and she does not feel good enough to be with any ma.... She feels worthless. Mandy needs time to heal and needs to talk to a man, spend time with him, feel loved, Jack; I thought you could be that that man?" Jack you don't understand, do you?"I said "No." Mandy has special needs. This is an emergency. She has talked to her Doctor about it" she stopped talking. "Mandy loves you Jack; she loves you. So, this is the moment that you have been waiting for to be home alone with your older sister. She was pretty hot like you wish she was not your sister just to be able to marry her hot. All of your male friends even some of your female friends keep telling you that if they were her younger brother or sister depending on your friend, that they would try to fuck her. You remembered she had a couple of boyfriends even the one she had until recent history they all broke up eventually but none of. )The thought of "playing girlfriend" for a boy occurred to me very early. It's not discouraged here, you know; if anything, it's rather encouraged, and anyone who tries to interfere is strictly punished. I was still too shy to do it in front of everyone in the Nuditorium, though I certainly *thought* of doing it, and even pretended I was doing it when I was safe at home alone.Then a big, stout twelve-year-old boy named Stan, who was one of the worst teasers about my big bosoms and bim, started. Thinking back, he’d been pretty nervous then. Now ... things were different. He wasn’t that man anymore. The idea of doing something like that again, felt like a lie. Worse, he knew Whitaker would see it too. She wasn’t like Claire either. Loretta had an edge to her, which was why they were such a good match.“Hey?” her voice cut through his rambling thoughts.“Uhh...”“Did you hear anything I’ve been saying?”“Honestly, no. Sorry. I kind of zoned out.”“No shit. What’s going on?”“Nothing. Just.