I kissed down to her collar bone, as I was encouraged by her vocal approval.I kissed the top of her left breast. I licked and kissed my way to her nip...le, but I didn't touch it yet. She arched her back, offering it to me... I kissed my way across her chest, and treated her right breast in the same manner. I got close to her nipple, and she grabbed the back of my head. Ashley pulled me to her breast, and I flicked my tongue over her nipple. She moaned with pure lust as I sucked the hard bud into. .. that is, until you are reminded that it was the date of the last great Eastern Blackout.We lived in New York City which, unlike the midwest, doesn't get tornadoes - unlike the south and southeast, doesn't get hurricanes - unlike the west, doesn't get annual wild fires.What we get is blackouts! 8/13/03 was our third major one since LBJ became President.I was about to enter junior year in high school. My brother James would become a sophomore. Our parents were stuck at work, dad unconcerned. Tabatha didn’t tan. She had her Polish father’s complexion. Oh yeah. I forgot to mention. Tabatha’s technically my half-sister. We have the same Mum, but her father ran off when Tabatha was still a baby. My Mum didn’t have much luck with men when she was young and after my Dad died she gave up on men and raised us on her own. She had boyfriends from time to time, but never anything too serious. Mum kept in shape by running. She was in her shorts and running singlet now and I noticed. “Show me Dale! Show me your cock. I want to see how interested you are!” Dale made no effort to undress himself. It was as if he was in a trance. Carol looked over at me. “Undress Dale for me.” I walked over and started unbuttoning his shirt. With the shirt removed, I removed his shoes and socks. I then unbuckled his belt and slacks. Dale was now standing there in his boxer shorts. “Take off his boxers! I want to see how interested Dale is!” Carol said. I grabbed each side of his boxers and.