Time is moving too slowly and I have made no progress on my homework. I can’t do it anymore. I get up to get a glass of water and I pass by the bath...oom door. It is slightly ajar and I don’t dare take a peek. I can hear my older sister, Julia, belting out her latest favorite song while showers. I resist the urge to open the door further; I just couldn’t do it. Sitting back down, my mind starts to wander. I’ve always had a… fascination with Julia. Being two years younger, I have always looked up. Charlotte’s curiosity, the manifest novelty of fucking to her, even for a couple of months after her splitting and bleeding; was so different from the steady, quiet, well satisfied way with which Mary copulated. Pondering over this, I wondered if she had been done before, how often, and by how many, or had I been the first? The idea of asking her was always floating through my brain. That day I said to her as her face was towards mine on the pillow, and I was toying with her bubbies, “I wonder. He was deep behind enemy lines, completely out of contact with command, and he had no hope of rescue. He was going to have to walk out of here under his own power, and if this alien really did know the Covenant’s patrol routes, then she might be his only ticket out of his mess. Besides, if he said no, she’d probably just crush him like a soda can.“A’ight,” he replied. Her yellow eyes seemed to widen beneath the brim of her helmet, and then she slowly lowered him to the floor. He paused to pick. " Dad seldom said anything. This is what I would hear as I lay in my bed rubbing my clit and fingerfucking myself. Then I would hear Dad go down the hall and take a long shower before going back to bed. The first time anything happened with me and Dad was when, one night while they were fucking, I had to take a piss. Well they finished while I was in the bathroom, naked and on the toilet. I had my eyes closed as I pissed and rubbed my clit at the same time. When I heard a little noise I.