I lay awake on a school day, and Sarah came to wake me. I feigned sleep. As I had hastily planned, I lay uncovered by the blankets and my pajama botto...s in disarray. So well had I planned this, that most of my soft penis could be seen when my sister opened the door. And see it she did.I saw the light from the hallway though the slits of my eyes and my sister standing open mouthed about to tell me to get out of bed. Instead, she came into the room and advanced to the bedside. Since she was so. She would have had more money, but she had lots of expenses now. She used a hair stylist downtown to keep her underage look and even had a trainer to help her keep her youthful body in prime grade A status. She had a closet filled with sex toys and other seductive items to seduce the stress burdened males that hired her to watch their children.She liked it best when the wives returned home almost carried by the husband and they would put the wife to bed together undressing her right down to. "Wait what?" "You said you wanted sex." He chuckled. "I didn't say I wanted anything..." He paused. "So you are offering?" "What if I am?" "Or do you only rape your victims?" He smiled. "Well a little of both." She chuckled as she leaned into him about to kiss him then pulled away. He glared at her. "What’s wrong now?" She did not answer him she went back t her pixie form and flew a few branches up. He watched her and when she was out of sight he looked back to see if he could find his target.. Placed her on my bed, kissing her slowly, I lay on top of her. Our bodies slowly caressing eachother’s like snakes-mating. Suddenly my phone rang and I got an emergency call from my boss, calling me to office. So I had to stop and get out with a hardon and leave for work and ask her to carry on with her chores. She finished her work and started masturbating in my bed instead of returning to her home. And when I came back home after work, she saw me and came by and said “Namaste bhaiyya, kya.