Afew moments later she returned from the kitchen. In one hand she carrieda drink and there was a drink in the other hand, plus a jar of something.She ...miled at me. I felt weird. But very hot."You look very cute, Jeanine. You have a beautiful cock for a pretty girl." Thank you Goddess."She tousled my hair as if I were a four year old. I was sixteen. She satback down on the couch."Get down!"Ialmost came right then. She was getting bossier. I squatted down on thecarpet in front of her."No, stupid. "Rick moaned, but let Chris pull him closer. "I was, I mean I am. Oh, Idon't know what I mean. I'm so mixed up. I don't know if I'm gay orwhat."Chris held Rick close, "Does it matter about labels, Rick? "Rick finally looked at Chris. "What do you mean?"Chris smiled at him and stroked Rick's face with his fingers. "Gay,straight, bi, non-binary, trans, genderfluid. They're just labels we canchoose to have if we want. Does it really matter who you like?"Rick stared at Chris. "But you don't want. Unfortunately for me, that meant that while I tried to get to bed early and sleep, I was forced to put up with them giggling and talking late into the night, before they eventually fell asleep.My eyes opened slowly with my mind registering the sounds of our stairs creaking. I glanced at the clock, noting that it was just 3:45 am more than an hour before I would have awaken normally. I could see my sister Ashley's outline on her bed but the pallet made up for her friend Michelle was empty. I. I reached out and caught it as it fell.The object was one of the remotes for the tree house. "You left it on the floor," Ashley told me. She then sat down on the side of the opening and swung her feet onto the second rung of the rope ladder.I slid the key fob into my right pocket. Ashley was starting to descend the ladder. The short skirt allowed me to see her toned ass as she moved her legs from rung to rung. She glanced behind her and could see me looking up at her.I thought she might be.