She always looked kind of grubby too, in need of a good bath, which was strange seeing that her main job – as it happened – was as a nurse. I have...to admit there had been times when I’d thought about her in a sexual way, not very often, but usually when I was in that kind of mood one sometimes gets – you know, where you just fancy getting down and dirty with someone, anyone. I could imagine her in one of those scenes where the filthy bitch forces you to do it by blackmailing you or using some. Most of the time my uncle will be out for his business commitments. He leaves on Saturday morning and comes back on Sunday night. So my aunt spends most of her weekends alone. She feels happy when I go to her house during the weekends She tells me that she feels good to talk to me and never feel lonely.It was during the first week of May, I went to my aunt’s house on Friday evening to spend my weekend. She welcomed me and said that uncle left for the businees trip on Friday morning because of. One breast was now in view when Jimmy turned thatway. He turned to say something and stopped in mid sentence, his eyeswidened as they saw his sister’s tit!END PART FOUR (B)XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXTO BE CONTINUED========Newsgroups: alt.sex.storiesSubject: REPOST: SISTERS Part 5 (ff, ffm,fffm, inc)From: [email protected] (R Landolf)Date: 16 Aug 1995 15:10:23 GMTWARNING: This story may not be for you. It contains graphic adultlanguage and explicit descriptions of various. It was no use, there was no where to go. But I turned and ran anyway. I darted around the room. Richard and the yet unknown woman laughed and clapped as I gave Idiot a run. I dodged and ducked and leaped, anything and everything to escape his dirty greasy clutches. But in the end, as I knew it would be, he won. I was held easily, and painfully by the brute. I kicked at him and pulled at my arms trying in vain to pull my wrists from his grip. He held both in one hand, surely I could pull. I slid.