"Do you know why I stopped you?" Did I just run a red light?" Sheila grinned and did a half-giggle of shy innocence.One of the unintended consequences...of the way she held her hands was that her extended arms acted like a vice and squeezed together her boobs and accented her cleavage. It didn't help much that the top two buttons were open on the flannel shirt she wore over her braless chest. Whether she intended to or not, she was giving the young guy an eye-full."Yes and ... do you have a. Well, the truth is, it's his older sister, Lara, that stands out the most. Here's why.Emery and I met each other when we were in seventh grade. We were always at one another's house and were quickly best friends. We both have older sisters and we would often compare notes about what pains in the butt they could be but, really, it was probably more that we were the butt-pains rather than our sisters.Anyway, the year we were between our second and third year of high school, that summer, his. It wasn't what he wanted for her but it was the best he could give. He positioned himself and thrust, feeling the resistance and pushing past it. She yelped before he was halfway inside her. He froze. "No, Jack," she urged. "Don't stop." He protected her back with his hands and drove himself into her again. The rock dug into him but the warm, enveloping flesh made it sweet. "God," she gasped. It echoed back. He was inside her, splitting the accommodating flesh. Buried. That was the feeling. It. ' Then I heard Dave say, "Let's start by pulling up this old flooring.We had just finished removing the old flooring and Dave had gone out to the garage to get his shop vac to clean the floor when Sue appeared at the top of the stairs. She was wearing a pretty sundress that came to about mid thigh. She asked where Dave was and I told her he just went to the garage. Then Sue asked, "How do you like my new dress?" As she spoke she twirled around causing the hem of the dress to rise up enough to.