Her clit was throbbing, full with desire. I only rubbed it for a few seconds when she came, her juices flowing down over my fingers.It was a tight fit...in a bathroom stall, but I managed to kneel down and put my tongue where my fingers had just been. I flicked her clit quickly, savoring the taste and the texture in my mouth. She was moaning and writhing so again, I knew I was doing things right. Before she could cum again, she reached down and put her hands under my chin to pull my face away.. That's when I stopped stroking my cock and just stood there for a minute because she was calling out my name while she was getting herself off. I couldn't believe it, my sister was fantasizing about me fucking her and I was in the hall stroking my dick. Well I figured that I had two choices, I could go in and fuck her or I could walk away and act like nothing happened. I decided to throw caution to the wind and go on in without knocking. I opened my sister's bedroom door quietly and noticed. While itmight have been cramped for an adult, to the diminutive twelve-year-oldit looked like it would easily accommodate her. Unfortunately, as thefirst drops of rain splattered her face from the overnight storm rollingthrough the city, it would likely not survive very long against any kindof a downpour.She had just resigned herself to using it and keeping as dry as possiblewhen the scrape of metal drew her startled gaze to the large metal doorshe hadn't even realized was there slowly opening. 'Are you trying to chat me up, Michael? MyMum would be horrified.' The audience burst in a roar of laughter and Michael blinked andthen grudgingly smiled. 'Elizabeth,' he began and then stopped. 'Was it a difficultdecision to go through all the medical procedures?' 'No,' I said, 'of course I was frightened, I think everyone iswhen you go in for surgery but I couldn't not do it, I had to.' 'Can you tell us about your name? Where does Grey come from?' 'There's no hidden meaning, I'm afraid, it's.