"Lets go inside," she heard her voice say after she had rubbed the cream into his strong and smooth back. It didn't matter anymore that he was her bro...her and only twelve, he was a man with the equipment she craved.He couldn't believe his luck not only was she wearing next to nothing and she had allowed him to rub cream into her satin like skin, she now had taken his hand and leading him upstairs to her room."Please," she begged, her own hand popped the one button on her top to reveal her naked. Again, I yelped and tried to close my legs but Miss was kneeling between them and I received another hard smack for my efforts.“She’s certainly wet now,” giggled Miss.Her fingers pulled apart my pussy lips, opening me like an exotic fruit. A finger or thumb began to stroke my clit, flicking it up and down, and two fingers pushed deep inside me. Mistress took hold of my chin, tilting my head backwards, forcing me to look into her dark brown, almost black, eyes.“Having fun, Slut?” she asked. "They are in order by date, there is a lot of computer gibberish there but we highlighted the important stuff after the translation. We think we were able to get back to the beginning," Burt said."There is a map to connect the information together and an outline of the time line. The best thing is we were able to backdoor a program that tracks everything - similar to a key logger and filer that only transmits when called upon," Robert said.I spent the rest of the day with Robert and Burt one. Welcome home." Thanks," said Amy. "Now pack up your gear and get out of here. I want you out of here immediately!" I'm not going anywhere," Karen declared."Um, do you two know each other," Barry asked as he walked into the kitchen. He'd heard the commotion and feared the worst."How could you," Amy exclaimed. "I can't believe you invited the West High Weirdo to come stay in our home. I can't believe Mom actually agreed to this. If my friends find out about this creepoid being here I'm dead meat..