For example, I don’t think that I’m not really handsome. And well…I wouldn’t say it is the best. -Oh, come on, don’t say that! – I didn�...t imagine that was his opinion over me – I think you’re an awesome person too, and don’t you say those things, you’re cute really. And…well…why do you say it wouldn’t be the best? - Well, you know perfectly the situation and things between… - Well…yeah…maybe- my hands were tumbling. I was feeling really nervous and more and more excited all the time. – But. I now found myself watching the gig's forward view screen as we approached the St. Mathew. God but that ship was huge!The gig moved into a cavernous opening that was a shuttle bay, and docked. A tube was run out to the airlock and when pressure was equalized, the hatch opened and I went out, through the short tube, and into the ship itself. Everything sealed behind me as I had passed."Gig will depart in two minutes. Shuttle returning in one hour and 30 minutes," I heard over the department. I sat down at the table, and asked mom, “Where’s Jake?”“At school.”“Oh yeah”, I replied. I was feeling a little nervous, not knowing whether Evelyn was in my body or not. I also thought about how she was coping with it. And, most importantly, how awkward would it be when we met!Breakfast went normally. I was preoccupied with all things I could do. Oh, this was the perfect chance to take revenge, to vent out all my hatred for my step-sister, and also have a little fun myself.One thing I knew for. . then the combination of the sluttiest stare and the soft smell of her pussy was the ultimate treat... adding the rnadom slutty comment along the lines: you see, this is what your cock does to my pussy... my brain would melt in that very instant... I would ignore my shaking knees and remain planted inches from her beautiful pussy... just desperate for a taste of it, no matter how brief it was... the pleasure I derived from both staring at it and eating it was simply epic... forcing myself to.