After they went by saying that they will let me know after some days abt the rented house. She didnt returned to their house, she came along with me b... asking me shall i come in as she is getting bore in their house. I noded my head and asked to come in her. She came inside & sat on my bed. I just wonderd how she sat on my bed, while i am there any how i sat on a chair before her to talk with her.While talking with her… She asked me that have u saw the moovie of “preama saagaram” the famous. Riving back home that night, I really found it difficult to get Diane out of my mind. For the first time since Connie, I had found a girl I really felt attracted to. With Connie, it wasn't so much a physical attraction for her as it was another quality, which I had taken to labeling charisma. With Diane, it was a strong physical attraction, plus the fact I liked her flamboyant and exuberant approach to life. How many girls would have been willing to make the kind of public spectacle of. I'm not an innocent young thing.But that's what I feel like. I feel like a virgin at the ball. I feel totally susceptible and yet totally accessible. What does that even mean? I'm vulnerable; very, very vulnerable. This could kill me. Can I take this kind of risk with this beautiful young man? I trust him. He's good; deep down he's good. But are we experiencing overpowering lust, or is there more to it? Is the lust based upon real values, true attraction? How can I know?I've got to talk to. "Oooh you dirty boy! You wanna fuck your sister huh?" Yes baby! Please let me fuck you...?" I practically begged."Hmmmm... Well I guess I could let you fuck me." She said, teasingly and with a sly smile in her voice.Her arms disappear and I hear her giggling and running upstairs. I turned around and laughed as I chased after her, stripping out of my pants and boxers and tossing them in my room as I ran past, heading towards her room. I run in and the door closes behind me, I turn around, dick.