That I’m very flattered.”She waited and I didn’t say anything else. “But?”“No buts,” I whispered. “You’re incredible... how could I ...ot be flattered?” I touched her hair and she turned her face to rest her cheek on my hand. It was warm and flushed. She kneeled up fully and I uncrossed my legs. She was leaning against the couch between my open thighs, her face inches from mine, her eyes searching. “Can I kiss you?” she barely whispered, her eyes moving to my lips. I nodded, and she touched her. The voice continued." Tim, what are you doing?" Isn't it obvious?" Uh, ah, yeah. Damn, but you're hung like a horse. Actually, I think bigger than a horse. Where the shit have you been hiding?"My name is Sue and I'm Tim's big sister, and at twenty-one, three years his senior. Tim was telling me this story one night in the great room of our parents' house. The past spring, I'd just graduated from State U in three years, with honors and was home for a two week visit. I'd just finished a summer. The procedure worked well, though it was a bit noisy. Not that I gave a flying shit. Hell, I was lost in a world of sensation and my whole being was wrapped up in the joy of making love to Julie. And even though my ass kept slamming into the restroom door, and our love-making was beginning to sound like the 1812 Overture, I didn’t care because I was in heaven and all my focus was on Julies hot and juicy pussy…. so you can imagine how totally surprised I was when the lock on the restroom door. The question was, "The person to your left chooses someone who is not your boyfriend/girlfriend/significant other/etc. How much would someone have to pay before you would fool around with that person for an hour?"Although at the moment I was still attached to Marie's cheek with my lips, I was obviously the "person to her left," and the only logical choice for the "someone to be fooled around with" was Frank, so with no delay, I gestured in his direction.Denise hardly hesitated, only making a.