I am not a writer, but I would try to do my level best to convey my story to you. I will be looking forward to your constructive criticism about my wr...ting.Well, this is a story about how I seduced my sister. Without any further delay, let me get on to it.My name is Sekhar. I am 23 years old. I am currently graduating. I live with my parents and my sister, who is 25 years old and work as a fashion consultant in a Zara outlet. My sister looks very hot with a great sense of dressing. My sister’s. Smoothing her stockings over her elongated calves she began to feel more of a woman. Up over the knee and then coming up her firm thighs stopping within inches of her hidden valley of womanhood. She stood up looking at her image. Her heart was pounding when she reached for the two piece evening dress. Black silk shimmering strapless top laying flat across her stomach. Her skirt was flirty moved as she moved. Stepping into four inch black sandals covered in jewels. She was finally done, getting. ” I was wearing a white see-through blouse and a white bra. Gemma couldn’t take her eyes off my boobs. My jeans were my tightest pair too. We went straight up to her bedroom and she put on a compilation CD. We lay on her bed and we shared a slab of chocolate. We were like two love sick puppies, on our bellies, face to face and feeding each other chunks of chocolate. We sat up and Gemma looked into my eyes, as the track changed to a single by Tatu. It was ‘All the things she said.' We both knew. "Hopefully this won't take long. I don't know what Grandfather has in mind." Pat and I then transferred to Grandfather Michael's private parlor. He was sitting in there by himself. He looked very tired."Thank you for coming so promptly," he told us with a bit of a smile."What can we do for you, Grandfather?" Pat asked with concern in his voice on seeing our Grandfather's condition."When you were here previously, we briefly talked about the shortage of books and the lack of mechanical printing.