Just an adventurer trying something new. Nice-looking guy named 'Wilt' (short for Wilton, I think). Longish dirty blonde hair, glasses, and a square j...w. About 5'10", maybe 170 pounds, early 20's. And nearly penniless.We both got off the train around 1 a.m. in Calais, and found an open bar/diner in the train station. I was hungry and had a sandwich, and beers for both of us. I could tell Wilt didn't have any money so I bought us each a couple more beers while I finished my snack.As I got ready. The last time he watched her it was late at night. Cindy was sitting in a chair on the back deck, naked, fucking her cunt, sucking her nipples, and talking dirty. Oh, how he loved that. He would have even snuck on to the porch and fucked her like she a real man fucks a woman. Hard and deep unleashing the beast within, after that he’d slithered off into the shadows before she could really see who he was. Mainly because he thought the sight of his grotesque body would frighten her. He. . and I just laugh, what can I say! I think its a bit bizarre the fact you and your friend both wanna get naked together, but hey, I'm cool with it.After a few drinks and a giggle I simply come out with "so are you guys coming then or not" and I stand up and walk away, to the lift and back to the room, I let myself in, before you guys have even stood up and as you enter the room I'm laid there, all in black, basque, stockings and I look sensational. I'm also blindfolded cos I know that just. We could not ever tell anyone else about our love.It would be pretty easy to hide in plain sight. It was completely natural for siblings to do things, lots of things together and to be really close. But not to be intimate. Not kissing each other in public or Peter placing his hand even briefly on my butt like it just had been, well on TOP of my jeans.Leaving Steve had definitely been the right thing for me to do for me. Which wasn’t saying the same thing as saying that my claiming Peter as mine.