"She punches my shoulder. Of course I knew she would. We know each other too well. And Gretchen, a veteran of these sibling wars, quickly goes back to...the attack."You want to milk Emily don't you?" she asks, then adds in a tone only a teenage girl can manage, "and she's your oooown sister for crying out loud." I'm interested in the process, the--" Oh sure, Doctor Timmy," she scoffs. But she's smiling.My sister and I are best friends. Always have been. At almost eighteen she's only eleven months. Alex gave me a whistle, which made me blush“Geesus Mom you’re incredible,” I smiled and lookedback at him, “would you like anymore spice, baby,” Iasked with a little wiggle of my butt, which made usboth chuckle a bit then all was soon forgotten. Icleaned up the counter while Alex wolfed down hispancakes.My hands were still in the dishwater when I felt hisarms hug my waist and felt his body against mine,“You’re very pretty, Mom; you know that?” I. She changed quickly into the bra and panties and then slipped on the kimono making her way into the massage room. The room was dimly lit with a luscious smell of jasmine in the air, everything looking very professional with a massage table in the centre of the room. Then he stepped forward. She was surprised at his physique and his age at the same time. He was a small chubby man of she guessed about 60+ years old. He had a beaming smile on his face and he bowed low to Dee.“welcome Madame to our. "Yes you are sucha good girl." "Jane felt Emily's fingers fumbling with one of the cuffs and breatheda sigh of relief when she felt it open. But before she could celebrate toomuch, she felt that arm being raised quickly and heard the ominous sound ofthe cuffs being clicked shut again. "Oh my god! What do you think you are doing?" exclaimed a surprisedand frustrated Jane. "I think I'm just doing you the favor that I promised. No decisions.No responsibilities." Jane was quickly growing tired of.