She looked like a little girl who got lost in her mom's closet."Those bastards!" she laughed. "They must have got the sizes switched. What are we goin... to do?" We could go as Mark and Pam," I volunteered.Pam looked me up and down and smiled wickedly. I didn't like the look she was giving me. I felt like a mouse being eyed up by the cat. She came over, sat on my lap, and kissed me."Oh Markie," she said. Her hand found its way through the hole in my boxers. "You know what else we could do?" No,". R: No sister it is not wrongN: Yes it is please sleep or I will call mom.R: Ok sister sleep I will talk to you tomorrow.R called N on terrace. She came. Then they talked there on the topic of last night incident. She forgot the incident and also she didn’t inform her mother about this. R was telling her that sister this is not wrong.N : What I forgot allR: ok just show me your titsN: no noR : There is no problem in showingN: I cant you are my brotherR: Ok just think we are boy and girl. We have. "Go get the guys, she's here!" a mans voice commands.There is a sound of several heavy boots trundling through the underbrush and noises of something being fasten to the box you are in! With a sudden jerk the whole contraption is lifted up and you are rolling around in the box as the men carry it to God knows where, there is an acrid smell and something that feels like straw in the box, the hood has come a little bit undone so you can catch glimpes, mostly of trees, your hands are tied behind. “It’s not important,” I whispered. I liked the thrill of being two strangers. His hands roamed up my thighs and round to my ass. Anyone could have caught us. I wriggled free, took his hand to lead him the rest of the way to the elevators, and pulled him into a waiting car. The doors closed behind us and I backed up drawing him with me by his hips. For a perfect moment we were alone; a taste of what was soon to come. He traced his fingertips over my skin, so gently it almost tickled. I tipped.