. after so many years... she had graduated high school. All she needed now was her diploma - that little slip of paper - to confirm to herself that sh... had truly done it.She tensed when she heard the distinctive hum of the mail truck's engine. Her eyes widened as it slowed, as it stopped, and the mailman got out of the truck. And she nearly leapt for the door when she saw that, on top of a big brown box, was the envelope that could only be one thing. The girl practically fell out of her chair. Afterwards, she combed out my long hair. I would have been horrified by what she was doing to me, had she not been so happy when doing it. She left again, and I tried to follow, but she just put her hand to my chest."Non!" I tried again, but she pushed harder this time. "Non!"It was clear she wanted me to wait, so I did. When she returned this time, her arms were full of cleaning supplies. She put on a pair of rubber gloves and handed me the other pair. I figured she wanted me to help her clean. Adam groaned grazing her lower lip with his teeth as his mouth left hers, only to seek out the soft skin of her jaw. He traced along it to her earlobe, where he nibbled causing a shudder to course through her and he smiled. ‘You don’t have to be so stubborn, I can tell you want me,’ he whispered hotly into her ear. ‘Fuck you,’ EB spat at him, her voice huskier with desire than she would have liked. ‘Mmm, that could be arranged ahoovah.’ ‘Do you even know what that means?’ she tried as almost a. He, my new little step-b****r, was f**n at the time. He had just started puberty, and was a bit shy around girls, it was kind of cute. He was also kind of cute, in that young, androgynous kind of way. We got along okay, sure we squabbled, and he, for whatever reason, would often try to avoid me. After a month or so of our new family life, I started to find that, occasionally, one or two pairs of my panties would be missing. They would eventually turn up, so I did not give it much thought. Then,.