Well, not the same way but anyway. I look at the same girl."I just stood there, speechless. Was my sister gay?"Um, do you like girls, is that it?" I s...eepishly asked."No, James, god, I told you that I hope I someday look like her. I think she's beautiful. It doesn't mean I'm gay. And you don't have any naked guy magazines, what am I supposed to do when I want to ... you know." You really masturbate, too?" God, you are so dense. Everybody does it as far as I know. Of course I do." You do look. The moment everything escalated to clearly inappropriate was when Lucia boldly decided to be the first one to choose to take a dare, not knowing what that dare would be.Alyssa covered her mouth with her hand as she laughed uncontrollably, flipping over the dare she had written down.“I dare you to take off your shorts and play the game in your underwear for five minutes,” the piece of paper read.“Oh my God, Alyssa!” Lucia was surprised, but wasted very little time sliding out of her white cotton. I told myself it was because I was bored with it, that I hated darkroom work, that I was only doing it because Dad did it and my brother the jerk did it, and I didn't really want to do it, anyway.That wasn't entirely true, though. The fact is that while I was no Ansel Adams, I got some pretty good results. Mostly in portraits, now and then in a landscape. Lee was my primary subject in the early years, no surprise there, and our kids when they came along, alone and in groups, sometimes with. “Oooohhhh yeah,” was all he could respond as Amber and I stroked his cock. “Would you like my pussy shaved?” I inquired. “Hell yeah. I’ve always wanted you to shave your pussy,” he responded. “Today is your lucky day. I want you and Amber to shave my pussy while you tell me about what you did in the car,” I told him. I had never seen the man move so fast. He raced to the bathroom and returned with the shaving cream and a fresh razor. They sat me on a chair, with my ass at the edge and my legs.