" my sister said.All I could do was stand there realizing that not only was I kissing my own sister, but I was feeling her up on her pussy. She drove ...s to a little spot that no one ever goes to anymore. Both of us looked at the water. Then my sister had a much better idea in mind before we went home that day. What my sister did next got my sexual fire going. We both got into the back of the car and we just started to just take off our clothes as though it would be our last days on the earth. I. There wouldn't be time to pull up her shorts and fasten them again if anyone did come in, and she knew it. But perhaps enough time to sit down, using the blanket and pretend to be sleeping covering herself that way.It was a nice surprise to discover she wore a thong instead of the more mature underpants I was half expecting to see."Wow!" I heard myself actually say as she allowed her shorts to fully open and slide partially down her thighs as she stood there facing towards me. She actually. He stopped shoveling for a minute, wiped his nose on his glove, and waved to me."Way to go, Jake," he called over. Jack and Jake, that's us, the Needham boys, John Junior and Jacob."Yeah," I yelled back, returning his wave. "It's not too bad this time."Soon we met at the end of the driveway where the plows had tossed up two feet or more of snow and slush which froze overnight. If Jack was surprised to see the sidewalk done he didn't say anything. We looked at the usual plow mess for a few. Man! How old did she think he was--ten? What would she think if he could tell her he'd already screwed hell out of her daughter, twice?"I don't need a babysitter," he said and asking for help, "Dad?"His father continued to read the paper. "Your mother makes all the decisions around here, son. It's been that way for quite awhile now."Arlene Johansen flared immediately. "If you'd spend some time with these children--" Oh, for chrissakes," Eric Johansen mumbled, and retreated behind his paper.