"You really mean to live here with me don't you?" she said. It was more of a statement than a question. He nodded."I think our problem with the rest...of the world can be solved this way. I live here when I need to in order to protect your reputation. When relatives visit, I'm here working for you. When nobody is visiting, we visit each other. The new place is looked after and you still get to keep everything. Simple really." He said matter-of-factly. She gave him a wry smile and started. After a couple of nights though, thursday night, it was pretty clear she had found it. Her reaction wasn't surprising, but I was still impressed at seing my own sister fingering herself. The most impressive part, though, was that she was fingering herself on my picture. I could hardly believe it. I was discovering a part of my own sister I had never seen before, just like with Angela. The only difference is that with Angela, I could see it coming. Pearl was slowly fingering herself, breathing. A camarero walks to where she sits and places a ‘tapa’ platter of jamon and olives accompanied by a glass of ‘jerez’ on the table. He moves off as she closes her eyes to the guitar. Her hips begin to sway as the sound caresses her. She passes through the music into a land of dream under the deft guidance of ‘su giutarra Espanola’. Her eyes close and she is swept away. His playing speaks to her of a love they will share, a fuego dulce del amor y de la pasión. His fingers move from his playing to. (Who said it is a cropper?)I kissed her again and descended on her other breast. I removed Malini’s hand and replaced it with my mouth. I rolled my tongue over her nipple and snatching it between my teeth, began to gently suck it.She was now moaning loudly and was wildly jerking her hips. She had taken our heads in her hands and was pressing us to her breasts, goading us to suck her more. Malini pinned her down and clamped her hand over her cunt.As we slurped over her breasts, she began to call.