Bonnie did the same, making a puddle. She nodded toward it and Iunderstood. Resuming my bent over posture, I sucked and lapped up thecoffee that had...come from the bottoms of their mugs. When I got a fainttaste of Moira's cinnamon it made my heart pitter-patter.My bride told me, "Time to get you dressed."That made me feel better. I followed her to another bedroom. My reliefwas short-lived. She began producing items from a dresser and I wasdistressed by what I saw. First there was a big,. No judgment as to looks, wealth, background, Etc. Simply being with another guy for each other’s pleasure and nothing more. What ever it was it was burned into my memory and was all I thought about. The next morning I woke up with a hard on and immediately thought about what had happened the night before. Fueled with my newfound desire I decided to stop back after work the following day. Got there about 8PM and took my time to take in what was happening. I pretended to look at videos on display. She was also very freckled, as if she was covered in glue and a peppershaker had attacked her. She too was not asked out as most boys thought her appearance was too severe. There was a basketball game in the gym and I somehow ended up sitting with her in the bleachers. She knew that I was still dating her older sister and apparently, this was a turn-on for her. She started flirting with me, putting her hands all over me, as she talked. At the end of the first quarter, she wanted something to. It’s Saturday!I cleaned up the bowls and stuff as she bounded the stairs to change. I dropped her off on my way to the library. We are only a two-car family.Greeting her was Hillary who gave me a look, grabbed her by the arm and they went off together giggling.I grabbed my books. I attend Iowa State University. Today I go back to my usual 6pm to 12midnight at 7.11, Oh thank heaven.While taking my kid sister home, she asked, “Could we do that again, sometime soon?”“Do what, exactly?”“The massage.