"He is looking forward to meet you too." She told me. And then there was the doorbell ringing. "You're here!! Let me open the door for you, honey!" Sh... exclaimed and raced to the front door. I know my sister was good at hockey, but I swear, she had never ran before to get that door. I followed her... and my mouth dropped open as she had opened the door.TOM WELLING was my sister's boyfriend?! What the heck?! Immediately I started to feel the jealousy welling (yes, pun intended) up in me. Why did. She ran her hands over her wide hips and down her thick, juicy thighs. The six-inch white stiletto boots made her pink, freckled legs look long and toned, and they matched her white and red outfit. She hiked up the bottom of her short dress, exposing a little bit of her freckled, bubbly ass.“Here she is...” She turned and readied to walk out on stage. “Slutty Savannah!”The audience erupted, losing their minds as she entered the room. Savannah strutted to the center of the stage, swaying her. From when she was about three years old, Hailey realized one very important thing – the male of the species could not say no to her. All she had to do was to open her big blue eyes wide and let her cupid bow lips quiver just a little. If that did not work, a ‘pwetty pease?’ got her all she wanted and more. This worked for her through school and its hormonal adolescent males, and college with its sex starved students and professors. It did not get her father’s attention, but who needed that? But. But I'm a bouncy, perky, pokie type of teen-angel and I wasn't going to allow such minor distractions ruin whatever adventures the day might bring. So faster than a ferret down a rabbit hole and speedier than a stoat up a drainpipe and zippier than the unzipping of a zipper to release its proud, penile, prisoner to plunge proudly into a provocatively proffered pussy, I showered, fixed makeup and hair, wriggled into my school uniform, ate a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios to keep me cheery, and.