I ... maybe ... like ... you can help me?" Well, yeah. I'll help you. What is it?" I was like ... uh ... wondering if I could ... you know ... like ..... take my computer over to your place... 'cause ... I kinda ... need to work on some term papers ... and uh ... you know ... Shannon's been giving me shit ... and I gotta concentrate ... and you know ... Shannon ... I can't concentrate with her..." You want to keep your computer in my room?"Ruthie blushed and nodded. Mike thought about what her. With the bottle in my pocket I walked home and there it stayed for the rest of the week for I didn't have the nerve to use them. Then Ted rang me on Friday night."Did you get them?" he asked."Yeah," I admitted."Well how did it go?" he asked."Haven't used them yet," I admitted."For fuck sake," he said, "give her one now and I'll be over to hold your hand." Right I will and thanks," I said.I made her tea and put one crushed pill into it; it was nine o'clock in the evening.At half nine Ted turned. ”“Oh, god, feels like you are ripping apart my pussy.”“You’re doing great, just breathe. Your pussy will stretch out.”“Yeah, give me that big hard cock, you little pervert. Taking advantage of your heartbroken older sister. Ahhh."“There, that’s it. Almost all the way in there. Your pussy real tight, come on take it all, sis.”Veronica had bottomed out, my cock rested in her stretched-out pussy. She wiggled around trying to adjust to my cock. I looked over at my cell phone, Eva’s was intensely. ..I think we need to visit the ladie's room...........I have to give Rachel some special attention... "Oh that's right....tonight I am the filthy story teller.........."The wine was really getting to her now.... "..............I am the filthy story teller, who wants to fuck you, Denis, on this table, right here, right now, but now I am going to taste my sister's puss....do you think it strange that I am still intimate with my own blood sister? Sick? Twisted, yes? It used to bother me, yes, I.