. I mean, come on ... she just couldn't be talking to me. I was just the BOY next door. But to my utter amazement, she was talking to me. I explained ...he sleeping arrangement at my house and why I wouldn't be able to meet her till 10 ish at the Johnson's. She told me that was fine.I doubt if 10 o'clock ever took so long to happen to anybody as it did to me that evening. I mean Christmas came faster when you were 6 than 10 PM was happening. Finally we all went to bed and I waited until I could. Every Sunday, we will sit down as a family and talk about what you have learned and your behavior. You will listen to our feedback. At the end, you will be permitted to talk. If I determine you are learning, you will continue. If you fail to learn the lessons we are teaching consistently, then the fault lies with you, and I reserve the right to end this at those sessions. You will then complete option one,” I said.“No, Sir,” my sister said.“No, Sir? This is not a negotiation,” My dad informed. She was running her hands all over my back and chest. Then she reached down and felt my hard dick in my shorts. She leaned back and looked down. She smiled and said," Wow, that is a big dick baby." I smiled and said," It's all your's baby." I picked her up in my arms and laid her on the bed. I stood next to the bed with her eyes watching me. I slowly pushed my shorts down and my dick popped out. She let out a little gasp when it bounced in front of her face. She looked at it and asked," How big. While dancing she either didn’t notice or didn’t care, maybe both. That Mark’s hands were getting a bit more and more familiar with her hips and backside. He was touching, rubbing and even at times squeezing her ass. She actually liked it a little. Okay she liked it a great deal. It was making her pretty hot. Each time they sat back down to rest, which was not very much as he really liked to dance, his hand landed higher up her thigh. She didn’t mind that either. If Jennifer had been paying.