I’m not a steroid gulping muscle freak, but I’m ripped from playing sports. My diminutive sister stepped back from me, water running in rivulets f...om her nudity as she looked me over. The creamy skin of her body covered by the bikini contrasted with her light tan, drawing my eyes to those parts of her anatomy normally hidden by the swim suit. The slit between her legs was a magnet for my eyes. I was taking her in from legs to face while her eyes roamed over me then settled on my cock. As she. It’s embarrassing.”“Like I said. You can’t really blame him” I responded. “It’s only natural”After a couple more glasses of wine the conversation got more personal. “So, have you actually caught Matthew masturbating before” Jane enquired.“A few times, yes. Apart from the other day, a couple of times back home when no one else has been in the house I wondered past his room and saw him on his bed naked playing with himself!”“What did you do?” Jane asked. “Did you stop and watch?”“I am ashamed to. I hate bugs, (I mean I HATE them) dirt is dirty, yay for stable electricity, go city water, party equals high heels and wine not a tractor and a six-pack. My soon-to-be-fiancée teases that I’m high maintenance. He is incorrect, I’m civilized. I was born and raised in small middle class town not far from here. I grew up, I got a degree, I got out. Just because I prefer go to a gallery opening instead of cow tipping does not make me high maintenance. I turned onto Oak Way and made my way up his. We're both girlshere."Billi, her shirt half-off, turned slowly toward Lana. "Okay, see?" sheasked sarcastically as she finished removing the shirt. She dropped hershirt and spread her arms, displaying her torso and the lacy lavenderdemi-bra she was wearing.Lana's eyes widened. "Wow! You're wearing a lot sexier bra than I wouldhave guessed! Matching panties, too?"Billi nodded, feeling suddenly no longer embarrassed. "I figured ...."Lana grinned. "I bet you wanted to feel sexy for Jeff.