They were long and perfectly shaped, what she could see of them. Beautiful, tapered, shapely, dark, glossy calves. Laura imagined kissing them, runnin... her fingers along them. Oh god, I can't start thinking that way about her! she thought. I can't let myself!What stopped her was a picture of Brandi, in the newspaper. Another body-building exhibition, and Brandi, as Miss Olympia, was appearing, signing autographs, pushing some line of diet additives. Probably steroids or something, Laura. She stood up and I politely looked into my camera bag as she removed the robe. I could see quite clearly, out of the corner of my eye, what she was doing and I said to myself 'Be professional'.When I looked up her splendid body was partially silhouetted against the window so I took a shot."I'll just take photos as you pose," I said. "So just get comfortable."I spent a lot of time looking at my camera, checking the exposures etc, and trying not to overtly perve at her.Pam was an expert once she. My mother was still in the kitchen and so I thought to peep into the room. I bent and watched through the key hole and my 8" cock reached a Rock Hard-on. I could not believe what I was watching. Preethi and Rohini were in her bed completely nude with Rohini on the top. I found out that they were tongue fucking each other. The feeling that my sister is a lesbian made me more intense and I rushed to my room and removed al my clothes and laid on the bed and I masturbated hard and I shot loads. Lately, though, things had been strained. Not outwardly—neither of us were the type to really be emotional—but there was a palpable tension between us. We had grown very close living in such close quarters—with two people in a three room apartment, you’re bound to get personal real quick. We told each other everything, except how we felt about the other. Basically, we were attracted to each other. And maybe more. Max was great looking, tall, lean and tanned, with an athletic grace that drew.