Wo boli bhai aise kya dekh rha he main teri sister hu.Main chup chap tv dekhne laga aur tv ka remote utha ker channel badlne laga. Itne me chae ka cup...mere upper gir gya wo ek dum se ghbra gyi aur muje bolne lagi bhai kya hua aaki to tange jal jaengi.Usne muje kha jaldi se paint uttaro main pani le ker aati hu maine apni paint uttar di, ab main sirf underwear aur t shirt me tha. Wo pani le ker aayi, main sofe per baith gya aur wo rummal se meri thighs saf kerne lagi. Pehle to koi problem nhi. It shouldn’t be too bad because they know me.”“Matthew has talked about nothing else,” Elyse said. “He’s totally psyched that you’re going to be his nanny.”“Jesse is going to miss Veronica, but I think he’ll be much happier with Abbie’s more liberal attitudes.”“Somebody has to keep that little turkey in check!” Katy laughed.Elyse, Abbie, and I all answered simultaneously, “Birgit!”“What is with that girl?” Katy asked.“The boys simply accept that she’s in charge,” Elyse smirked. “As it should. I hope you have plenty of work for this young lady to do. She comes with excellent recommendations, put her to good use. She is taking business at our community college."I knew Maryann, she lived in the same neighborhood as me. I should have been paying more attention to her development. I remember her as a skinny girl who was always asking me questions. She was Dave and Cynthia's daughter, and I would have never guessed they would produce this sex bomb. Maryann was built like that proverbial. Another subject that maybe we'll learn more about from Julie one day, depending on what she chooses to share from that diary of hers.It was sometime in February, I think. Stephanie was staying the night and her mother had brought her over after a really long day for the girls. They were doing some kind of intense winter workouts in the gym in between the fall water polo season and the start of spring swimming. I think they'd been at it for most of the afternoon, and it was two pretty pooped.