The young swordplay student never gave her a second glance because her form was completely hidden under the shapeless cloak and the hood on her pretty...head. She was basically just a black blob passing and of no interest to a young lad with curves and ruby lips forever on his mind like some litany of unknown Saints.At least, she was safely out of the hands of the chief interrogator, a man reputed to have no limits on his capacity to inflict pain. It was unlikely she would become victim of some. Linda had made a big deal of offering herself completely when they first met, then been frightened she'd have to follow up, and had only relaxed when she was told she didn't. She'd improved to the point of asking for sex with Steve, and had seemed to enjoy it, and to have seriously benefited from it. Unfortunately, the benefits had been short-lived, and she seemed as troubled as ever.Steve's thoughts were interrupted as Anna stirred in his arms. She rolled over to face him, and her eyes lit up. The theater refunded our money and I headed home very disappointed. I walked up the driveway avoiding rubbing against my uncle's shiny new convertible and went into the kitchen through the backdoor. I didn't see my mother or uncle and figured that they must have gone for a walk to the nearby park which they occasionally did.I walked down the hall to where the bedrooms were. Mine was the last door on the right and my mother's room was directly ahead at the end of the hall. Both doors were wide. Unsure of what to do, I placed my hands on my neck. But they had a mind of their own.I slowly dropped my hands down to my breasts and felt them. They felt good. I dropped them down lower until they were over my hips. I felt warm in between my legs. With my hand placed over my groin, I crossed my legs and rubbed over my sweet spot.I let my head fall back and arched my back slightly. This is so bad! I can’t believe I am doing this. But I couldn’t help relish how good it felt!My naked sister.