She went for a pee and slipped back into bed. She tried to get back to sleep but failed. She lay there wishing John was home. He was working in Hollan... and wouldn't be back for two more weeks. Two more whole weeks with no cock. She was horny. Ha she thought I'm always horny. She picked up her iPhone and through the bed clothes back, getting her camera phone ready. She jumped out of bed and stood before her full length mirror. She pulled a sexy pose, displaying her naked breasts, and running her. That sort of wet doesn’t disappear easily. But I cleared away as much of the excess as I could from myself. I returned to the couch. As much as I hated the thought of embarrassment, I now craved the sensation her touch was creating. I positioned myself as I was before leaving. She started running her fingers up and down my right arm. I felt the rush down below again - a combination of longing and unsatisfied craving. Then the wetness. I wasn’t sure if she was doing this on purpose or simply. With my towel wrapped around me, I took Bree's panties from my mom andwalked down the hallway to my little sister's room.Bree, of course was all smiles. I hated her even more."Yes?" Here are your panties."Oh, cool. Thanks" Say, if you ever want to wear them or borrow anything else of mine, justlet me know, brother."I could have killed her right there.At breakfast mom reminded us to be on our best behavior today and notfight, or else."Bree, what are you going to do today?" asked my mom."Sara. "No, I just said that, I haven't really." Plenty of casuals, I suppose?" Sophie persisted."No," Yvonne laughed, "neither permanents nor casuals."Sophie beamed across the table, "Ah, so it was just to keep the men away, was it!" she said, understanding, then continued, "yes, they can be such pests sometimes, with their unwanted attentions." She then went on to tell how, at her previous job, she had bought a cheap ring, and had worn it like a wedding band so as to deter unwanted attentions from.