Most of the guys I know call them honeys or cuties. I get a hard-on every time I see her no matter what she's wearing, and she's kind of careless abou... how she dresses around the house. I haven't seen any Tiff pussy, but I had gotten a lot of Tiff nipple views because she hates bras.Anyhow, we sat together in the back seat on the way home and although I was tempted, I didn't try anything, just sat there enjoying the way my cock felt, straining in my Levis and the warmth and smell of my sister. As She sat next to me on the bike, she would lean over and put her hand on my leg, whisper things to me, and rub her foot against my shin. Things took the next step on Friday evening as we went on a drive and when to jug head at Vikhrole in Mumbai for a few shot and a few games of pool.Prakesh, her husband rode in his car with another guy to get some smokes on the way to the pool game, and Prachi rode on my bike. As we made our way to the pool hall, Prachi took my hand and held it very tightly. "You? You're in ... what? Ninth grade? Tenth grade? Only losers hang out with kids like you." I'm entering tenth in a couple of weeks," I said, my teeth clenched in anger. "We'll be going to the same school, Kristen. And I think you've done enough talking for now."We got to Wendy's house, and Kristen parked next to Wendy's car in the driveway. Wendy led us all into her house.I told Kristen to stand in the middle of the living room, and Wendy and the two other girls found themselves some. Despite the impossible physics, not playing soccer while my arm was healing meant I didn't get enough running around, and I felt like it this morning.It was about the time we normally get up for school, so I lightly tapped on the girls' door in case they were asleep. Donna, whose bed is closest to the door, called out to enter.I invited her to come on a run with me, but she had to decline because she didn't want to be tired when she got went to her athletic club soon ("The Corvallis Athletic.