When did that happen? But damn, Carrie had grown up. Nobody in town knew they were brother and sister, which was cool with him. It was interesting to...see how people reacted to her. A couple of times they’d been hanging out and she’d pass them, with her friends or alone, and the guys would comment—talk about her ass and her legs, her golden brown hair, her nice titties that seemed to have popped into being without his noticing. When did that happen? He’d had no problem sharing with the guys. I continued to ‘top from the bottom’. I sank to my knees and then said softly in a more effeminate voice, ‘While you’re processing all of this, why don’t you go ahead and take off your clothes.’ Ron was up like a shot and shucking clothes like he was on fire. In less than a minute, he stood before me buck naked with a throbbing erection. I was hoping that he had a huge cock but one that wasn’t so big that it would tear me in half. His cock was roughly the size of mine except maybe an inch. .." He started to tear up. "Itold her and one day when we were fighting, she said that I was a pieceof shit like my father except I was too stupid to steal. When I gotupset, she said I was a loser."I started to tear up, then got angry. "What a cunt! How could she saythat?" She did. Why, I don't know. I can't believe that I told you. Ifyou're going to use it against me, go ahead. I won't hold you to thepromise, not that I could." He started to tear up. Now, it was myturn to hold. The angle of her voice shifts and he feels her down by his feet. Careful fingers unlacing his shoes, tentative hold on his ankle then pulling them off. Socks. Carefully. Slowly. There’s room between his knees where she puts her back against the end of the bed and sits. Not moving. She sighs more loudly than her whispering. Her fingers are tentative along the tops of his feet. Simple touch. Exploring. Her palms come to rest on each side and her voice takes on a soft rhythm, no longer whispering.