The first thing Beth did when we got to the house was to ask my mom how she could help, which led to the two of them heading into the kitchen, Beth ca...rying a big bag she'd brought along. I hoped they were just getting dinner ready, but when I headed in there to get Cokes for The Pest and I, I found the two of them, thick as thieves, whispering over the sink. Now, I'm glad that my girl and my mom were getting along, but the way they stopped taking as soon as they saw me walk around the corner. Jamaal grabs my left wrist and my watch and points, ten minutes, and then quickly leaves, closing the door behind him…-----------Jamaal ran as quickly as he could down the stairs and out through the side door of the building, he was careful not to go past the old man who owned the building as that would indicate that the white boy was alone upstairs and who knows what would happen if he was faced with that sort of temptation, Jamaal had seen the look of desire on the old mans face, although he. With the door very quietly put in it’s place I turned around and felt what seemed like every drop of blood and feeling drain from my body as I came face-to-chest with my father. I didn’t have to look up to know he was angry, I could feel it radiating off him like he were made of nuclear material.“Where - the fuck - have you been?” He growled, clearly trying to keep his voice down so as not to wake my mom and sister at stupid-o’clock.He wasn’t going to get an answer, I opened my mouth but. While talking, I purposely poured a glass of water on her shirt. The shirt became wet and stick to her perfectly shaped melons and her nipples were poking through it.I took my kerchief and started to rub on her chest. I can say, she was feeling completely awkward. I slowly moved my hands down and placed them on her boobs and with my other hand, I pressed her nipple.My sister looked at me shocked and asked me what I was doing. I told her about my fantasies of her and that I wanted to fuck her..