Now my brotherly instincts kicked in and there was two things that could have been going on, either my sister had dropped something and hurt herself, ...r she had snuck a boy home. No one touches my little sister( i am a bit protective). I went to my room and grabbed my baseball bat, just incase. I was outside her room now and i could still hear squiels. The door was cracked open a bit and i peaked in, Julies bed was on the other side of the room so i couldnt see her. I barged in, bat in hand,. I was a little embarrassed, but she just laughed and said it’s good for both of us to have trust on this. I was ok then and horny as hell. She then came near me and sat on my lap and gave me a kiss.We were kissing for about 2 to 3 minutes really intense as soon as grabbed her boob she took my handoff and said we have time don’t rush. I will make sure you get best time of it. She hugged me and went on the sofa. Just talking and cuddling, she told me her story in short nothing exciting. She then. She called me in and asked me why am i doing such things? she asked if I wanted a 40 yr old woman to help myself. I said aunty i wont repeat this and i mean it. She took me into her room and made me sit in the bed and went to her cupboard and came up with a lot of clothes in her hand. It was all bras. She asked me which one i liked. I was startled. I hesitated but she insisted. Then i pointed to one bra, plain white one.She then asked me to remove my shirt. I tried to back away but she. If Marcus had thought you needed to know ahead of time, he would have told you." That is not the point," I countered. "The point is you should have told me instead of leading me into the situation blindfolded." Losing my anger, I looked into his beautiful amber eyes. "Are you really so embarrassed by me that I'd never have met them otherwise?" It hurt, really hurt, to think that but that's what it had sounded like to me."What?!" His voice, face and scent were all confused and bewildered. When I.