.. was tearing at his sister's heart. I felt it thru him. How the hell was I able to feel what he felt her feeling? How was I able to feel what he was...feeling? How was he able to feel what she did?There were many other emotions surging thru her at the same time. Some of her feelings were unfamiliar to him; I could sense his confusion and curiosity. Of the ones he could recognize, pain was the strongest, along with love, which I'm pretty sure came as a surprise to him, fear and remorse.The pure. Surely he would visit me at home, isn't it?Erotic imaginations of what might happen, she surely pleased herself at many occasions, before daring to do itExpectations rise as she calls me from her bed, inviting me for an immediate visit to help a fine friend in needTakes ten minutes to reach her private place by bicycle ... as I enter, she is in bed, she looks feverish indeed!She has red blushes at her cheeks ... I feel her forehead - not so bad - let me take your temperature, my dear Every. He'd taken a few of the unattached female teachers out on dates, but most of them had been set up by other teachers who wanted to match-make, and hadn't turned out to be anything near long term situations. He didn't have a particularly high sex drive, and the fantasies he masturbated to occasionally were satisfaction enough that he wasn't impatient to find a warm pussy to call his own. In his experience, warm pussies were often attached to clinging women, who wanted themselves to be the primary. Looking at the display I saw it was Ray. 'Oh shit, ' I thought. 'Here it comes.'"What the fuck did you do to my little girl," he said before I could say hello."I... , what do... , I mean... ," I stammered."She was walking around starry eyed and glowing all evening," he said. "I don't know when I've ever seen her that happy." Well, I... ," I started, not sure if he wanted to kill me or pat me on the back."What ever you did, keep doing it," he laughed. "Hell, the next time she gets in one of her.