” He introduces himself, “I'm Mike and this is my wife Camille. Pleased to meet you. We live right over there and if you are here next weekend...I would like to invite you to use our pool. What do you say?” Camille says, “ Oh yes, if you want to stop by, we would love to get to know you.” I get out my phone, “give me your number.” Camille does and I dial her number. I tell her that when she sees my call to add it to her contacts and that my name is Larissa and my friend is Linda. . I had met him through some friends of mine, and I had some suspicions he might be gay, but no absolute knowledge. He was a rather small and delicate guy, with clear skin, feminine facial features and striking blue eyes. He also wore his dark brown hair long and full, like a girl would. But I had never really even talked to him for more than a couple minutes, and had never been alone with him, so when he called and said he wanted to come over to my apartment, I was surprised. I asked him. I stared as long as I possibly could, and found myself getting hard as hell. As she was getting out of the shower I made sure that she saw me walking by; she was reaching for her towel as I walked by and she looked at me and said hi with a smile, like it was nothing for me to see her beautiful naked body. I tried to act surprised to see her naked and she laughed and said its ok we are family, she then notice I had a major hard-on as she grabbed her towel.I needed to shower so I waited until she. She rushed to me, and we walked back to our waiting spot with her attached to my arm.On the way we passed one of my soccer teammates, who said, "Hi Egg. I thought you had a new girlfriend, but isn't this your sister?" Yes. Carol this is Robbie; Robbie, Carol."Robbie said, "Hi," to Carol. Then to me, "You two are very friendly. She's almost as friendly as a girlfriend."My answer was automatic, "Carol's better than a girlfriend. She's my sister."Robbie chuckled, "You can have my sister then." He.