." Sasami added quickly, as Kiyone allowed herself a sad little smile, shaking her head covertly. It had been impossible not to notice Sasami's expres...ion fall if ever so slightly, at the mention of her as 'little sister'."Poor kid." Kiyone thought. "If three was a crowd in a love triangle then four has to be right out." By the way?' Tenchi asked, finally sitting Sasami back on her feet. "Where's Ryo-chan?" Well." She told him, dusting her blue jeans. "We were just around the bend heading up. He and Danielle looked at each other wordlessly. They watched with great interest as the fully loaded Ford Excursion pulled up the long drive. Danielle clenched David's hand, and her hand was drenched with sweat. They walked out to the porch to greet their visitor.The Sheriff, a tall slender man, stepped out of the Excursion and began to walk to the porch. David met him half way and extended a hand. "Good morning, Sheriff, how are you today," David asked."Fine David, just fine." Have you. In the end, it didn’t require any scheming, just a little patience.One night we were watching figure skating on TV (one of the nice things about having a bisexual sister is that you can compare notes about sexy girls), and as we cuddled there on the sofa, we talked about what we’d like to do to the statuesque American blonde (her favorite) or the waifish little Russian with melting dark eyes and a tiny ass (my fave). After a while, she moved over to sit on my lap, and as one of the skaters. Fetish ware surely, but not of a kind that I recognized. Knowing the rules, I squeezed into it, twisting it around and mashing my breasts until I recognized how this was to be worn. Shimmying about, eventually I pulled first one, and then the other, breast through the openings – not so much designed to lift (in fact, it provided no lift whatsoever) as to restrain the chest but accentuated the breasts. My hoops, one in each nipple, were already standing erect at their familiar 45 and 33.