"Becky," I asked her, "was there a sale on beer or something? This is a lot of beer for one person to drink." No, there wasn't a sale," she said. "I w...s just surprised you didn't have any beer in your fridge. Most college k**s have nothing but beer in there's. I guess you must have gotten rid of yours, huh?"I stood there dumb faced while my sister put a couple six packs into the fridge. She turned to look at me, smiled and said, "Just don't let mom and dad know I bought you beer. They'd have a. We were very much in love and planned to marry whenour careers had taken off a bit. She had a fairly nice flat and Ilived in a small, grotty bedsit.So I used to cycle to her flat after work and spend as much timewith her as possible. We tried not to spend to much and were savinglike mad. We spent a lot of our time curled up under a blanket on thesofa watching old movies and promising ourselves we would go out morewhen we were better off.Sometimes I stayed overnight in her flat. Often, that left. ”“It doesn’t have to be, Dan. I really like you, and I thought you liked me too…” Her voice was almost pleading – and yes, I still thought of her as a ‘her’, despite what my fingers had told me; she’d been a stunning, gorgeous woman to me all evening, the benchmark of sensual femininity, and my mind wasn’t making the transition very smoothly. ‘She’ was male; we’d kissed, with tongue! I’d sucked on her nipples, for God’s sake, and played with her ass and legs as she’d fondled my cock!I sighed.. When they got home, they were all tired, piled out of the car, and went home to eat, shower, and fall into bed.RepercussionsTami came in the TV room. "Dad, I’m going next door." Okay," he said. The girls were always at one house or the other until bedtime. There was nothing in the least unusual in that. Mike had been thinking about the weekend and hoped that now that they were back in their normal house, life would return to normal.A few minutes later, he heard the door open. He turned to see.