Considering that she had more than once teased him with the odd wiggle of her bust or other coquetry during their card games back on the station, she ...ouldn't have been too surprised or even angry if he had (with his inhibitions loosened by the drink) tried to 'cop' a playful feel, but the gallant southerner never put a foot wrong. In a way she had perhaps hoped he would, but she quickly suppressed this forbidden thought.What had amused her most was that Trip could really keep no secret to. It also made sense as to why Claudia had not been at the funeral. She was not his wife, so presumably, David had not invited her.I suspected Claudia had now found out that her future was very uncertain, and had called me for advice. Of course, I was happy to help her if I could. I did not know Claudia that well, but she always seemed very pleasant when I had spoken with her, and after all, she had obviously really loved my late friend Charles a lot.My mind had wandered for a moment, but now got. When Rachael had calmed down from her orgasm,she looked at the clock and realized she's going to be late.She sat on the bed quickly pushing aside his brother,she gave him a long passionate kiss and squeezed his tiny penis saying "that was amazing,little bro.Thank you so much,i gotta go now.LOVE YA"."love you too Rach,you are the best elder sister ever"Jake shouted as Rachael left the room. . ”“Really? You psychic now?”“Omniscient. Blondie knows everyone in and around the Dubs. I’m also famous, ya know?”“So I’ve heard. So many fucking twisted stories from the Hell’s Angels.”“Have you now, mhmm?” You lean back on top of me, arms crossing, delicate chin resting on a closed fist. “Maybe we should invite the little kitten up here after all. Show him how blondie earned all her sexual street cred?”“Know what they say about talking in third, right?You squeeze your lean thighs around me..