Don't you love me anymore, Jerry?" The fact that my sweet little sister even had to wonder if I loved her broke my heart. If only she knew exactly how...much I did love her. If only she knew that I could hardly stand being around any other girl, because I couldn't help but compare every girl I met to my little sister. And that it was a losing battle, because absolutely no one could even come close to comparing to her."My God, Shanna, of course I love you. I love you just as much as, if not more. She wants no part of what I am doing with you. She is a virgin and wants to remain that way until the day she is married. I won't say I haven’t tried; I have. I won't be getting her virginity, I am afraid, some other guy will no doubt enjoy that privilege. She is not romantically interested in me and only interested in sailing with me. I have given any idea of fucking her away long ago. She has an uncanny way of reading the wind and we have won more than one race on her uncanny perceptions.” “I. “It’s not meant to. I like your natural smell.”“You bought it specially for me?”“Uh huh.”Although she didn’t make a sound, it felt as though she were purring.Meanwhile, I judged Mel’s hair to be sufficiently wet so I squirted a generous dollop of unscented shampoo into my palm and started to rub it in. It was really hard going so I missed getting to see most of Mel’s soaping up of her interesting bits, although she seemed to be doing a thorough job. Finally I had to admit defeat. “I need to. I was clueless when she said those things and I asked her friends to get an extra set of materials for me. Then I went toward her to talk to her regarding college boarding days. As she wasn’t familiar with nor I had heard her name, she gave a brief introduction about her.Then she said she knew all the naughty kinds of stuff that I had done during my college boarding days. I was a little embarrassed when she mentioned the naughty kinds of stuff that I had done.While we both were speaking, her.