.Don't treat me like your little one," "Don't treat me like..."Maggie let the last word drop, not finishing the line of the song. It wasa deliberate c...oice on her part, and always seemed to draw the audienceinto the final guitar solo of "Guitar Witch." It was a slightly angstypiece, and Maggie felt it might be a little too adolescent, but it fitright in with the crowds that she played to.It was a good song to finish the set with, and she looked around thesmall bar where she and the other. She was obviously tense and I found that a bit off-putting. I followed her in and closed the door behind us, then grabbed a notepad and a pen. When I turned, she had already sat on the couch and was arranging herself comfortably. A good sign, I'd half expected her to be a pacer. My office is relatively small and, being on the third floor of a converted Victorian, the outside wall slopes. Against the far wall I have my own overstuffed and, if I say so myself, rather comfortable couch. Mine,. ‘Shit! I’m sorry!!!’ she cried out. ‘I didn’t mean to do that!!’ ‘It’s all right. Lick it?’ he asked, pulling her mouth back to his neck. ‘What?’ ‘Lick it…please…I need to feel your mouth again…’ Zak whispered. Caesii felt a stirring in her crotch, and leaned in to take his neck back into her mouth. He pulled her into him, then lay back on the bed, switching their positions. Caesii sat on his lap, straddling his pelvis. She moved to the other side of his neck, not wanting to make him continue. I was mildly surprised to find she had shaved completely and suddenly I was harder than I have ever been. Here I was less than a week ago this was my sweet innocent baby sister, but now a practical sex goddess. I snapped a few shots of her posing gracefully then she started to give me some more provocative poses. It was all I could do to focus on clicking the camera shutter release button and advancing the film. When she spread her legs and I could see from where I was that she was soaking wet.