Growing up, they were together as much as any siblings, could be. Their mothers were extremely close and did everything together. However, they were n...t siblings and technically not even cousins. When Scotty was old enough to understand that, he thanked his lucky stars. Unbeknown to Scotty, Betty thanked her lucky stars too.On his sixteenth birthday, Scotty vowed to deflower Betty and make her a woman. His woman. Secretly Betty vowed to let Scotty take her virtue and cherry. It was amazing how. I had a problem, probably I was fantasising, but the idea that Ann could possibly view me as a prospective man in her life kept running around in my head. I dismissed it every time the thought came to me, as nonsense, but it kept recurring. That last remark; no, not the one about a hard-on; but when she gave me her telephone number. "There's my number, call me!" There was an imperative in her voice when she said that, as if failure to call would be viewed as an indication of disinterest. With. I’ll have to sit down like yesterday morning.”Her eyes widened, “Really? That fast—just from me touching it?”“Yep, now I’m going to have some cereal.”“Has a girl ever touched your dick before?”I chuckled again, “No, not yet.”“Then how do you know it will get hard so fast you won’t be able to pee?”“Trust me, Tina. A guy knows these things. And what’s with all the questions these past few days and your sudden fascination with my dick?”“Well, who else should I ask? You’re my big brother. You. I ... well ... I truthfully can’t say. They were here earlier and now they aren’t ... beats me!”Keith gave a nonchalant shrug of his shoulders before asking, “But why are you asking about them ... and here of all places?”Before any one of the police officers could respond Emily addressed Gemma with, “Come on, Gemma ... I can tell you are holding something back from us. I’ve known you way too long now, daughter of mine, to not know when you are not telling me something. So, come on, what is.