She was stiff. I’d have to get a taxi. I knocked her right arm down and went straight past her to the telephone. I was just picking it up when she r...ached over my shoulder and knocked the telephone out of my hand. As I turned around to push her away, she put her mouth against my mouth and grabbed me with both arms. She put her arms around my neck and I went over backwards on the bed, she was lying on top of me, her mouth wild and gaping, her lips sloshing back and forth over my mouth, her firm. I acted like Forrest Gump's saying. You know. 'Stupid is as stupid does.' I couldn't leave well enough alone." She sniffled and tried to swallow a sob. "Oh, Katy, I'm so sorry. I wanted you to hear what happened from me, and to tell you how sorry I am. I'll understand if you don't want me for a friend anymore." She gasped to swallow another sob. "And your dad sure won't want you associating with someone like me, and for sure won't want me anywhere near your house again."Click, click."Let me. She is my want, my heart, and my soul.The shock hit me of my stepsister suddenly standing inside my room, with her voice trailing to silence, and my near foot-long schlong dripping clear tasty precum around my lips, as I has just pulled out from a self-deep throat. While somewhat relieved she hadn't seen that detail, there was no hiding my raging boner now. Precum was falling into my face, like my cock and balls had a mind of their own, and they loved putting on a show for Shelley. So I. When I ask why, she explained that there is no such thing as a Mexican market in Boston, so she had brought one suitcase with clothes and two huge suitcases with nothing but cans of refried beans, Ortega chiles, tortillas, fresh avocados, huge jars of salsa, and the list went on. She said that she didn't have any idea how she would move that luggage from baggage claim to wherever this hotel was, and as a student herself, she said that her funds wouldn't permit sky caps or taxis. I told her I.