Eric was washing Michelle’s boobs with a bar of soap and her hands were wrapped around his cock. Their noses were touching and they were giving each...other light kisses intermixed with Michelle’s giggling. I desperately wanted to stand there and watch this entire scene play out, but the thought of the crying girl in the adjoining room made me reluctantly leave. When I stepped back into our room, Ginger had composed herself quite a bit and was trying to wipe away the tears that had been running. Did you want to screw me?”“Goddamnit, you’re my sister. You were passed out drunk and you’re my sister. That’s twice wrong.” “So if I wasn’t you sister would you have done it?” “You were still completely bashed, I wouldn’t have screwed you.” “So you didn’t do it because I was drunk, or I‘ m you sister, or both. Tell me.” I was getting confused, it too fucking early to try to keep up with the girl’s twisted interrogation. “Aw crap Beth, just drop it. Go back to bed, you look like you could use. . mainly older crowd in their 50’s+. I was by far the youngest regular there. It was really just around the corner from her house.When we got there she headed towards the bathroom and I had a quiet word with Steve, the bartender. I gave him $50 telling him who Molly was and that I planned on having some fun with that tonight, so pour her drinks heavy and pour mine light. He grinned widely and said no problem he’d take care of it adding I was a lucky bastard, she’s hot. They were doing Karaoke. This is when I was a state level tennis player and what happened just before a semi final tennis match. I still recall that day when I was practicing for the game late in the evening and I was assigned one of my senior members of my club to be my team mate, to describe him he was 23 years old at that time his name was David and he was bout my height slightly more muscular than me, had short dark hair, brown color complexion and dark brown eyes.I was really tensed just before the match and I had.