.. you know, your sister?” Jonny asked aloud.“Oh, She Who Must Not Be Named? The girl made her own choices, Mom and Dad vigorously disapproved, an... she got cut off, disowned, etc. She never even showed up at the funeral or anything. She was the baby of the family, so was Mom’s favorite until later. She took a turn that few expected, I suppose, marrying a black man and an activist, community organizer type. Mom and Dad were convinced that she was a real Communist or a Black Panther or a Muslim. Simon can you pick her up piggy back? Simon dutifully turned his back to Emma and grabbed her legs. Emma grabbed around his neck and allowed her cute bare feet to stick out in front of him. As she settled behind, Simon felt the soft flesh between her legs on his back. He also felt the front of her damp panties at the center of that contact. Emma was getting very excited, especially with her fellow model being topless. She was hugging Simon and her legs were in contact with him right around. The banter continued back and forth for a few more minutes. So far I wasn't having any luck exorcising her from my head.The couple on TV were still going at it. The girl had her hand in her hair, tossing it around as she bounced up and down, and moaned. Just then the door burst open and the girl's big brother stormed in. The action stopped and the girl snatched up the muscle guy's shirt to cover her breasts. "I might have known," The brother sneered as only softcore and soap opera actors can. I. She had been asked out by a few of the boys in her class but she verypolitely declined for now, telling them that she needed to take care of afew things before she would be able to go out with them. But one thingshe was actually looking forward to was to maybe attend the spring dance.It would be after the recovery time and that she would then look and feellike the girl she had been pretending to be.* * * * * * * *February rolled around fairly quickly and all of the preparations were inplace for.