Stanley touched my bare shoulders, trotting across the room to catch a man who was leaving. ‘I feel honored to finally meet you…’ I turned aroun... to stand face to face with my pianist. I was so nervous, that I couldn’t even smile. ‘I’m sorry, did I startle you?’ his voice was deep and even, and it was unnerving to listen to the staccato rhythm of his American accent. I looked up at him, surprised to discover that he was taller than I had imagined. ‘No. I’m just a little nervous. You play very. . After just a few seconds, all my stress, all my tension melted away. A peaceful inner voice told me how right this was, how helpful I was being ... I was helping my brother. I was helping my brother with a problem. That was all it was - there was nothing strange about helping my brother.My phone buzzed in my other hand, and its screen briefly lit up the small room. Despite the darkness, I’d been staring at my own hand as it slowly but confidently pumped up and down my brother’s cock, but now. I’m just not sure if…,”“What?”I took a deep breath before continuing.“I’m not sure if I would want to be…one of the guys.”A look of confusion caused April’s brow to furrow and her nose to wrinkle up as she tried to understand what I had just said.“So…,” she began slowly, brushing a strand of hair out of her face. “You would want to…watch?”“Yeah, I think so.” She rolled over, propping he head up with her hands as her face beamed with growing interest.“Why wouldn’t you want to participate?” she. "Cheated?" With your sister?"I grinned. "That sounds like a Jerry Springer show. Guys who cheated on their fiancees with their sisters."Tami didn't stomp her foot, but I think she wanted to. "You know what I mean."I grinned again. "You wanted her to purr, and when she left my tent, she was purring. How could that be cheating?" You're a sneaky bastard." I'll have you know my parents were married at the time of my birth, and I have the documents to prove it."Tami had kind of wrapped herself.