Give me the five dollars. Then she dropped her skirt. I could feel my cock stirring even though my sister should not have that effect on me. She was a...cute and sexy young woman. She was even starting to get boobs and I couldnt help but look. I sat her down on the edge of my bed and talked to her more about sex and the act of having sex. We didnt have a dad and Mom had not had the talk with Joan yet so I took it on myself to educate her more than the school had. We talked for some time. I could. I was justinstinctively taking on the role. As I walked into the bedroom, a bath towel wrapped around my chest like awoman, I saw her waiting. LeeAnn was here."I am just here to help with some final touches." She said with a smile. "Remember Vegas last spring? Remember saying only the weak could behypnotized? We're about to find out how strong you are baby." She wastalking as she helped me into my night gown. She guided me to a pair ofchairs by the bedroom window. I sat in one, her in the. Oh, well, that is his loss and my gain. Some other guys’ gains also, I am sure, but I am not jealous and never ask. Latha is short and bosomy with a beautiful, heart-shaped ass. Any man who would prefer rummy over sex with her is either gay or castrated at birth. Or both. I am neither, and I can’t imagine not making love with her at every opportunity. The most recent opportunity was a few days ago. Latha lives in an apartment and keeps her door locked. I rang her bell and almost immediately. She sat in my lap and my fingers were running all over. We slept like that. It was romantic.Before Kolkata, we exchanged our contacts. After a day, I called her. She picked but didn’t say much. I didn’t know what was going on. She messaged me later. I called and asked her out. She was wearing a nice kurta and shalwar. We went to CCD for coffee followed by street food. I took her to my place. She came inside and we hugged. I kissed her forehead, eyes, cheeks, neck. We smooched wildly. I took off.