”Nod.“You decide to wear your new dress whenever you can.”Nod.“You get more dresses that show lots of cleavage.”Nod.“Any chance you get, y...u wear dresses that show lots of cleavage.”Nod.“Except when you’re at work, you’re almost always wearing dresses that show lots of cleavage.”Nod.“You like showing a lot of cleavage, don’t you?”Nod.“Say it.”“I like showing a lot of cleavage.”“It’s okay to show a lot of cleavage around family, isn’t it?”Nod.Session 27:I knew my sister was getting off once a. This wasn't new, she never did, until it hit me that she wasn't wearing a bra, either!Now that WAS new, my interest perked right up. I ate, relishing each and every bite, when she said, "How about we go for a drive somewhere today?" Sure!" I answered, "What do you have in mind?" I read those stories!", she blurted out. "I know they excite you and I want to make you happy!"I thought about that for a second, some of the stories were simple ones about flashing and things like that. But some of. "I really appreciate it."I smiled, then slipped the little pistol I always carried with me from under my loose shirt. "You're welcome," I said. "Get in the van and take your clothes off."Her smile vanished instantly, and she stared at the gun in my hand. Her lips parted, and her face paled. She shuddered. "Oh, fuck," she expelled.I chuckled. "Yup," I said. "Pretty much."She lifted her eyes, searched my face. "Oh, please, don't," she pleaded.I cocked my head. "Go on," I said. "Get in the van,. I then gently rubbed her shoulders and leaned in for a kiss. Locking my lips with hers I felt as if an explosion had gone off all around me. All I could focus on was our lips. After a few moments, I moved my hands to her breasts, fondling them through the hoodie that I had worn hundreds of times. "James," she said in a half mutter, "what if someone sees us?" "Let them watch," I said, barely able to breathe. She spun on her knees and took off the hoodie in the same motion. Dropping it on the.