Cyndi picked out a very short and figure hugging red mini-dress along with a pair of white seamed thigh-highs and a pair of red platform 6′ ‘fuck-...e’ heels. As a final touch she added a pair of large gold hoop earrings and a heavy gold chain for around her neck. After a leisurely soak in a nice hot bath she dried off, wiggled into what little there was of her dress and put on make-up. She went a little heavier and darker on her eye shadow and mascara and added a little extra blush to her. She opened her right hand to reveal a blue ribbed condom in her palm. I was amazed."Where did you get that?" I inquired.Lindsay smiled. "My parents. They fuck like crazy!" We both laughed."So what was in the other hand?" I asked. She tossed me a yellow condom. On it was printed the phrase "Banana Flavored". This girl was so kinky that I couldn't wait to do many things with her. I grabbed the ribbed condom and opened it up, quickly placing it on my now pulsating penis.Lindsay climbed back onto. .. my cock explodes. My cum covers my chest, stomach, and abdomen. Finally! I use her panties to wipe it up, soaking them with my scent. I sneak next door and enter her room. She is lying in bed naked, asleep. I slip the panties under her pillow and sneak back out of her room. In the morning I wake to the sound of moans coming from my sister’s room. I get up and listen at the wall for a minute, then head to the bathroom. I get my morning routine done and head downstairs. Mom and Dad were gone. Two additions, to provide private rooms, wore the facades of a double-wide mobile home and a tin shack. Various small stovepipe chimneys poking up at different spots on the roof carried the smoke from the barbeque pits away. The elegant crest, in scrolling calligraphy, that once read "Chez Henri" now sported "Bubba's" hand painted in red with a big brush over "Henri".The menu, once an elegant placard of French delicacies, was changed to black crayon on brown paper; one side telling the history.