Even then, and she was going to exploit it.You might wonder why I'm writing about this now. Well, my 32nd birthday is coming up in two months, and she...is planning quite the fuckfest. She has kept a log of ever guy she has never done anything sexual with; first it started as a cute high school teen girl thing. After awhile it became a source of pride, as she used the word "slut" as empowering. By my 18th birthday, I was already entirely emasculated -- she graduated having messed around with over. She stood up. At 5'7 she was of average height, although her body was curvacious; not quite chubby, but just a little wider than normal. Her double D boobs pulled tightly against the "Winnie the Pooh" t-shirt that was the entirety of her pyjamas. She stood and stretched, the hem of the t-shirt rising to reveal just a hint of her neatly trimmed pubic hair.As she scratched idly at her perfectly rounded buttocks, Jenna noticed a note taped to her bedroom door. She tore it off and read it."Jenna,". There, sitting surrounded by a scraggly group of neighborhood ruffians was my darling sister, Marion, the US Federal Judge. Her face flushed with excitement, she was engrossed in one of the less violent of the video games, intent on kicking the stuffing out of her opponent. She was getting in some good punches, too, which caused even more hoots and hollers from the crowd.Simone, one of the group crowded around watching, glanced up as I watched through the door. I saw a flicker of concern pass. " Uh, yeah," was the only reply I managed.For a few steps we walked along without saying anything. With the brightmorning sun, the suburban perfection broken only by the sound oflawnmowers, the pint-sized cutie at my side, it all seemed very muchlike a scene from a movie. But the smell of cut grass and gasolineseemed like more detail then you usually got from a dream.Juno held her arms out in front of her as we walked. "It is justfrickin' weird being this size. Even more than all the girl shit,.