That was why I was currently in the emergency room of the nearby hospital with a cast around my arm."It's what happened, I swear," I whispered. I felt...cold in my paperish hospital gown, sitting in the small room. I felt naked. I would have cried except there was no way I wanted my sister to see me so emotional. I wasn't a little boy anymore. I was almost a man, almost fifteen. A freshman at Eleanor Roosevelt High. Boys my age didn't cry.She read my expression and when she spoke again her tone. ’ ‘Awwww.’ Was Frankie’s response, blushing slightly giving a shy cute little smile. ‘Well it’s almost done now, so give me a minute and I’ll sit with you. Want a drink?’ ‘Orange juice please.’ She replies smiling. ‘As you wish princess.’ He says smiling back at her. Now, Frankie could not help but blush- he hasn’t called her ‘princess’ in a very long time (they had been arguing and on the rocks for a while)- and she was very happy that he had. So, once breakfast was cooked, they sat and. .. we can’t get married...”Whether she heard me or not, I don’t know, but she responded by moving with me, and then we were fucking hard and fast, screaming and thrashing, grappling with each other with an intensity neither of us had ever felt before. It was love making at its greatest; each time I drove my cock into her I felt as if I was going to cum, but didn’t, and so it seemed that I was constantly at the edge of cumming but holding off just enough so as not too.Stephie kept telling me she. “Nope, tell me are you..” she asked again. i nodded my head. she came near me.“Awww. don’t worry baby you will not be anymore.” she whispered in my ears. i pushed her on the bed as i was not ready for this.“Nishi, sleep you’re mad, i’m leaving.” i said closing the light of her room.“Does this mean you don’t love me enough to give me your virginity.” she muttered in the dark. her words stung me so i opened the lights.“Nishi its not that..” i said going near her. i was trying to say more but.