Absolutely none. The whole point of coming to the gymwas to get into shape, lose some of the fat, and build up some muscle.When I had started, I was ...ighty pounds heavier and even then I'd at leastbeen able to manage three pull ups.But now, with my stomach mostly flat--it still had a frustrating curve toit, almost like babyfat--I wasn't even strong enough for one. Frustrated,I let go, hitting the mat with a thud, losing my balance, and ending upsplayed out sitting on my ass."What the..." I. It never occurred to me that any sexual exploits would ever take place between the two of them. Yet, after carpooling together several times a week for several months, Kathleen hinted that she was interested in more than just carpooling.“I told him about us,” she said late one night as we lay in bed together.“How much did you tell him?” I asked.“Pretty much everything. About our swinging and our open marriage.”“Why? What if he tells someone?”“He wouldn’t ever tell anyone. Trust me.”“But why. This gave me a sudden hard-on and I felt so good because I never felt this for my sister ever before. From that day I decided to fuck her. It somehow became my only wish that I only needed to fulfill.That day I somehow controlled myself from going in her room and went back to my room. One day I got to know that she is again taking leave from college and staying at home, so I also took a leave and stayed there, then I decided to give it a start and started talking with my sister.We were not much. Angelina had been essentially raised by nuns. After her enormous potential was recognized she merely visited her parents from time to time but actually lived in the convent. Although they missed their little girl her parents were so proud of the way she'd been practically adopted by the Carmelite sisters; she'd been given over to do the Lord's work. It was without question a higher calling than tending the few animals and barely cultivated patch of dirt that nearly sustained the rest of her.