In those eyes she was a little girl, asking for help, needing it badly. I’d been thinking about those eyes for months, they were burned into my brai.... But here I was, looking right into them. They did not disappoint. Good God, I love her. I want to marry her… I want to help her. She’d been out of town for quite some time, family trouble or something like that. The whole time I was miserable. Before she left, we did everything together, I was always with her, but being the big stupid retard. My story started basically three days earlier just as my sister's 16th birthday party was ending, which was when I came in from being out with my friends. I came in to the house, through the kitchen door and I noticed that everybody was in the process of cleaning up after my sister's party, so I offered to help. My mother gladly accepted my offer and said she was going up to shower and get ready for bed, as she ha an early start to her day tomorrow. So, that left my sister and I to finish with. I kissed her again, the taste of her pussy mixing with the taste of my cock. We kissed like hungry animals. Finally we stopped, panting and needing air. “Babe climb on the bed and lay on your back.” As she did this, I went into my closet to retrieve three more of my ties. I took each of her wrists and tied them to the bed. Taking two pillows, I went over to the middle of the bed, lifted up her ass, and slid them under to prop her up. She had the most curious expression on her face, her breasts. I have no idea what it is, but I’m no fur expert. I can tell you with certainty, though, that there’s no possible way this could have anything to do with my field, which is prehistoric man.”“Even so,” I persist. “Can you have the test run?”He shakes his head and gives me a patronizing smile. “Mrs. Calvalli, DNA testing costs money. Our department—”“How much?” I interrupt him.“Well ... That’s rather beside the point, isn’t it?”“I’ll pay for the test,” I say. I pull my checkbook out of my purse..