I spent the ride back coming up with questions. Would Les ever talk to me again? Would I have to explain why I raped my sister to my parents? Would th...y send me away somewhere? Have me arrested? What if Les was pregnant? Or if I'd caused some kind of damage to her? And most important, how could I do this to my sister?It started raining the last 15 minutes or so and I was soaked by the time I got home. I put my bike in the garage and went into the kitchen. There was a note on the table from Les. Usually I wear a cropped t-shirt with something over that. I think my legs are my best bits, long and slim and I do like to wear the shortest of skirts to show them off.I think like most girls I just love sex, love everything about it, the smell, the touch the sounds. I love stripping off and being naked, on my own or with some cute guy. I love their hands on me, touching, squeezing, I love it gentle or rough, especial rough. (I giggled as I wrote that)Anyway when I was about 12 my body started. Then, mortified by embarrassment, she put her plate back down onto the table, and looked like she was going to cry.Another reason for me to hate the Higginses. The trembling girl began apologising, and when I reached over to put my hand on her shoulder, to comfort her, she flinched away from my hand, as though I was about to strike her.I got up, causing her flinch again, tighten her shoulders and hang her head in shame, I went to her, and held her gently, and told her that she shouldn't be. "Oh so you're not going to fight me huh? Is that because, I am good or do you just like taking advantage of young sexy little sluts?" I wanted to answer but, at this time she throws the sheet to the side and with her left hand at the base of my shaft she smacks herself in the face with my fat cock head and then she starts putting it in her mouth. Just the head at first going very slow not moving her hand at all, obviously this bitch is teasing me. She removes her mouth. "How do you like that.