Debbie walked into the kitchen still wearing the nightgown from the night before but with the buttons all buttoned up. My wife asked her if she’d li...e to go with her but Debbie said she didn’t feel well and would prefer to stay home. As my wife left she told me to take good care of my sister. Once my wife’s car was out of the driveway I asked Debbie if she was okay and she said yes she was fine and that she didn’t want to hang around a hair salon all morning. There was no indication from her. "A mans hands can tell a lot about him you know" changing the subject."Oh? How so", you reply, watching her soft lashes flutter against her cheeks as she intently watches your hands."The skin." She pauses and touches the back of your hand lightly. "Weather its rough or smooth, dark bronze from the sun or ivory from the indoors." Slowly she turns your hand over in her hers. A finger lightly tickles your palm. "The palms are the real give a way. Are they rough and callused from hard labor? Are. She started the conversation by thanking me and in reply, I offered the chocolate for which she was very happy like a young kid.While offering her chocolate my hand touched her hand and this was our first touch, as co-incidence, the advertisement on TV of silk chocolate came and both of us looked into each other eyes and laughed. She came closer to me and whispered that I will love to have chocolate in a naughty way. I hold her in my arms and hug her tight. She kissed on my neck and said thanks. She looked pregnant with the water gravid inside her lower gut. She must have water backed up all the way into the middle colon. Imm gettin weak.. she said as she spread her legs apart to better balance herself. Enough is enough. I stopped the flow and noted she had taken almost the whole bag. I carefully removed the nozzle and plugged her small leaking anus with the end of my finger. I moved her carefully over to the toilet and sat her down on the stool, removing my finger. Instead of the.