The story begins with my cousin sister(Preeti).she is 24 and looks pretty good. I am working in MNC at new Delhi. One day I got a call that Preeti is ...oming to new Delhi for taking some interview. I had no idea about that but still I prepared myself to catch her.She was waiting for me at the bus stand I gave her a ride on my bike. Readers I want to tell you that I was not having any feelings to my sister before but after reading stories here in ISS I got aroused and erected. While driving I was. In four years, I only saw one case where a pledge was deemed so screwed up that his invitation was rescinded after he pledged. Likewise, once you were a full brother, it was next to impossible to vote you out, requiring a unanimous vote to do so. Again, I only saw this once in four years, and even then the hose job wasn’t formally voted out; a group of brothers met with the asshole and told him he was not being invited back to live in the house the next year, and that if he pushed it, a vote. Many an August afternoon had been spent in just such a classroom.Bryan wiped the sweat from his brow. The people in front of him were all dressed as lightly as they could muster and retain their modesty. From the smell of the room, deodorant had run out sometime recently.Introductions had been made and the group of twenty, which encompassed at least three generations, was settled in and ready to hear what Bryan had to say."So do any of you have any background with farming?"A few hands shot. She looked like what she was: a teenager out with her father. He felt his determination wither and die.When they reached their rooms, she changed into a pair of shorts and a midriff T-shirt. The shirt clung to her braless breasts. Her nipples made little shadows when the light was right. She sat cross-legged in the center of the bed, TV remote in hand."What do you want to watch?" she asked.Aly, we can't do that again, he silently told her, working up the nerve to say it for real. It's my fault..