He didn’t think the fact that Arlene was his real sister was a big problem. After all, he had been doing it with his younger sister Alice for almost...six months. He knew that the situation was not quite the same because she was adopted and all and she didn’t look like his other sisters because she was mostly Italian and not Irish like them. Still, sisters are sisters, adopted, not adopted, it really didn’t make any difference when it came time to bury the old salami in that place all girls love. But I understand that's not the orifice you wishto use to please men."I studied it and decided I liked the way my "landing strip" looked, evenif it led to my cock instead of a pussy."Melissa dear-what are we going to do about this clitty of yours? Itseems a bit big. Well, don't worry. We'll do something about it."She put me back in the seat and she applied fake fingernails and paintedthem a dark red. Then she began to apply makeup-foundation, blush,eyeliner and mascara, and gold clip- on. “I guess you ain’t goin’ home yet then.” And I pull away from the curb and head for the nearest expressway. That got her panties all bunched up. “What can I pay you with?” she says all nervous and agitated. She’s in my environment now. “Well for starters you can suck my dick,” I say. I figure that she’ll get insulted and report me but what the heck, right? I admit it, I’ve got a crude mouth at times — I. Except it didn’t sound like pain. Tiffany actually stood up.“What’s going on in there?” she asked, breathlessly.“I don’t know,” said Suzie weakly. She had no trouble imagining Bobby. She’d seen him undressed lots of times. She’d seen Melanie nude too, but she just couldn’t manage to put both of them in the same scene.Tiffany sat back down, almost gingerly, like she was sore. “Do you think it just happened?” she asked, her voice shaky.“What were they doing all this time, if it just happened?”.