“Close you eyes.” You say and I’m struggling to keep them closed, a big smile has crept onto my face and it won’t be hidden, not by me.What sm...le is complete though without smiling eyes.“What exactly am I waiting for?” I ask you as I stand there in the kitchen wrapped in a soft white towel with my hair dripping water across my bare shoulders. “Hold your hands out” you tell me and I do as you say, blindly.In just a few seconds something touches my hands and immediately my reflex is to jump away. I just lay there most mornings, and wait for her to go off to school before I nod back off for a while.But the other morning I couldn’t help but feel horny. Guess I’d been having a hot dream. I threw the sheets off and started to stroke my hardening cock, and every so often when Sis would walk by the doorway I’d get a little extra thrill. Our family is really open, as you may have guessed, and we’d always run around nude around the house. Our parents taught us that masturbation was natural and. “There’s the issue of trust,” I said.She nodded, “I figured you would bring that up. I know you have no reason at all to trust me, but I’m on the Pill. I’ve been taking it again for a couple of years.”“Why?” I asked.“I started taking it before I came to see you that day in Chicago before I tried to kill myself. If you had done what I wanted, I didn’t want there to be ANY chance I got pregnant. I know condoms aren’t 100% safe, which you said before. I never stopped because I planned to date. But. They worked for another hour or so. Tyler’s mom gave them lunch, sandwiches and lemonade. “So have I worked enough yet?”“I don’t know” she shifted closer to him.She looked into his eyes.“There are a few more things I might need you to do.”He moved closer.“What might that be” he asked softly.Their lips were inches apart. His quivered.“I’m sure you can think of something” She pulled back and stood up.Tyler grabbed her hand and she went back down without protest.“How about this”Tenderly moving.