My sister was about 11 I suppose and I wanted to see her vagina. I had never seen one and I was a very sexually curious boy. I decided to get a flashl...ght and creep in to her room as she slept. At the foot of her bed I pulled up the covers and stuck my head in with the flashlight on, trying to see between her legs. I was able to see the little folds of flesh and the front bum area of her vagina. I did this successfully many times , getting very hard whilst doing it. One time she woke up while I. " Hyandai said after a small pause.Gramma nodded. "Aye." She said. "Please, take a look at them. I would ask you what some of them might be."Hyandai rose from the couch and moved to the shelf. "May I touch?" She asked, barely able to hold her hands back."Your people made them, my dear." Said his grandmother. "I would be honored if you were to examine them. They're not fragile."She picked up the first item; a flute, carven of ornthal wood. It was engraved with many fine traceries and inlaid with. Not remembering my way, I followed the sound, and there was Katie onthe sofa, with Janice, eating breakfast and watching some pornographicvideo.Janice saw me first. "Hey, Michelle! Good morning! Well, it's actuallygood afternoon, now," she smiled, full of energy. "Katie was justshowing me your rape from last night."Katie elbowed Janice. "Hey, watch, this is my favorite part." What?!" I shouted, as I ran to stand behind the sofa, overlooking thewhole scene. "That's... you recorded us? And you. Her outfit on the other hand, was out of character for her any day of the week. She was wearing a black V-neck top that would have shown off her cleavage, had she had any to show off. On a girl with hips and a rear, Melanie's jean skirt would have been tight-fitting, but on her it hung loosely. Her normally sneaker clad feet were encased in one inch black pumps."Hey there," she said."Melanie, are you drunk?" Nah, I just had a couple of wine coolers." Are you okay? We've got a test.