He looked back at us, “Now was I?” Amanda was holding onto every word of his story, “You were making her do things she didn’t like doing.” H... snapped his fingers, “That’s right. Then we escaladed to her walking around naked in her backyard while her neighbors were mowing the back yard. So we are trying to expand ourselves. Each time we add to what we do her orgasms are more and more powerful. So now she does anything and everything I tell her to.” I looked at Amanda, “And this is what you want. In the last year, my sister had discovered the power of having big boobs. Rumors of her escapades had circulated the school, but who really knew what was fact or fiction. What I remember most was that she had developed a condescending attitude towards me, going out of her way to treat me as a child. I guess it somehow made her feel more grown up.When Friday night came around, my buddy and I had no real plans. Surprising to us was that my sister had no plans either. Seems her boyfriend at the. She was a National Honor Society member, played both volleyball and basketball and was most likely going to be class valedictorian. Kathleen, a year younger than Patrice, was a Junior and also National Honor Society. She played the cello in the high school orchestra. Diana and Susan were in the 8th grade they were both honor roll students and cheerleaders. Basically they were on the same track as their older sisters Then there was the middle child Charles or what he was most often referred to. After many refusals she finally agreed to wear black stockings for my birhday.At the restaurant I drop my fork twice to bend under the table to get a glimpse of her thighs but legs are together,I asked for a short skirt but she did put on a just above the knees one,when I get up she look at me with commiseration shaking her head The young waiter is luckier than me,I note how he gets the best angle to look at my wife black lace bra trough the slightly unbuttoned black blouse.With the bill we get.