She’d had fantasies where they ran off together, mostly because she KNEW he wasn’t blood related. A few months ago she’d caught him jerkin' his...meat (Tommy was blissfully unaware he was being watched), and when he jizzed while watching the porno and stroking his big dick, she had enjoyed an orgasm of her own in the shadows of the hallway, her fingers plunging into her moist pussy in time with his stroking fingers. She’d snuck back to bed, and never had the nerve to talk to him about it. But. The young man who desired time as a youngwoman did not get that any time to be Kira. Alan got home at 4:00 andwith their dad not due home from work until 6:00, he was going to tellKaren he was going to take a nap and just spend an hour dressed how hewanted to.Karen knew exactly what Alan was doing and waited 15 minutes until shewalked into his room. She did not like invading her brother's privacybut needed to. Catching him dress as Kira was the only way she knew howto talk about Alan's. E. with only bikini bottoms on. I said I was and wandered off. I looked over my shoulder at his grinning face.I hadn't realised how far away the coffee hut was, this was by far the furthest I had been whilst topless. I got a huge adrenaline rush walking amongst all the sunbathers feeling my boob sway slightly as I walked.I reached the coffee hut and joined the queue which headed out sideways from the hut. This put me alongside the paved promenade which was fairly busy with people out for a. I look up at you and you smile at me. The trace of anger from a moment ago all but gone. Understand? I smile proudly at you, Yes master, take the stakes out and make a dessert that gose well with red wine. What would you like me to ware master? You run your hands through my curly wet hair and smile at my quick thinking. The bright green dress. The one that plunges deep and reaches past your knees. The white toe heels, the four inch ones and the pecoack feather hair beret. But not all your hair.