“Darn it!” She likes to open my door before I can answer. I quickly try to hide my hard on. She’s only two years younger than me and she’s got...those little mosquito bites for breasts. I grabbed my cock and try to squeeze it down before she can see; but too late. “I know what you’re doing, Robbie.” She giggles as she’s saying it. “Hey, how many times have I told you to not come in my room until I say it’s okay?” She gives me those weepy blue eyes and I lose my anger in a second. “I’m sorry,” she. "Now I was going to dress you as a cheerleader and set you up on a datewith an American football player. Put it on."Wow! I loved this outfit."Now I want you to kneel at the end of the bed while I try something," Evesaid. "Put on this blindfold."I did so and then felt something put over my head like a bag. I reachedup with my hands to take it off when I felt Eve stand on the back of mylegs and handcuff my arms behind my back. Then she stood me up and bendedme over the bed with my ass up in. I guess you took the wrong route in life.”Saying which, Emma walks away before Johnathan can even get a good look at her.Later, Johnathan sits next to his wife at one of the general tables for dinner, staring at Donald and Emma at the head table. Donald is there to receive the school’s highest honor, the distinguished alumni award rarely given. Something for which Johnathan will never be considered. Seeing Emma fully now, admiring her beauty and grace as she laughs and chats with those around. Atthe same time, he felt guilty. He loved his sister. She wasn'tresponsible for his situation. But she served as a daily reminder of it.He turned to her and paused, contemplating whether or not to sayanything, but then finally spoke. "Why do you keep calling me Andrea?" You mean you don't know?" Sarah giggled."I don't have a clue," Andy replied. "I don't call you names. I don'ttreat you bad." I'm not calling you names!" Sarah protested."Then what do you call it? Why are you calling me Andrea?".