The next morning I felt wierd. something was up. I felt different. Over the next few days it dawned on me. I had feelings for Collette.At first I ...as tormented. I had never had feelings for another woman before. How did this happen? I thought.A week later it was time for my waxing. I felt tormented. How could I call her now. It took me five days to build up enough courage to call.Hi Collette, its me, Sarah, I said rather croakily. Sarah she exclaimed thank god you called, I wondered. Ik ga naar de badkamer en laat het bad vollopen. Ik poedel mij lekker endroog mij daarna af. Ik ben net klaar als ik Waldo hoor roepen. Om nu zonaakt naar hem toe te gaan, lokt mij niet zo erg. Dus trek ik gauw dekimono aan en de pantoffels en ga dan naar zijn kamer. Hij ligt nog inbed."Hallo Emmanuelle, goed geslapen?" Goede morgen Waldo. Heeft U goed geslapen? En ..., eehhh..., ik heetEmmanuel, Waldo, niet Emmanuelle."Waldo lacht: "wat maakt een naam nu uit. Ik verzin altijd allerlei. I shouldn't have ignored it when she said it, though.Not that night.Not in that situation."Can I have my orgasm now?" she asked, still stroking."Yes," I said, wishing I could have one while she had one."I want to try something," she said, her voice light."What?" It's something we sort of did last night," she said."What?" I asked again.Her answer was to climb on top of me and settle her pussy down on the bottom of my rigid penis, pressing it to my abdomen and trapping it between us. She reached. My own brother pretty much just said I have a nice ass and rack. Creepy, but I could feel my panties getting damper as more thoughts of him grabbing and groping my body entered my head. I needed release BAD.I turned around with the half peeled apple in my hand. He had his back to me finishing the last few bites of his cereal. Out of anger, I chucked the apple at his head. In blinding fast speed he whipped around, snatched the apple out of mid air, and chucked it back at me with much more force..