Thanks Marissa. What was that for?"She smiled at me shyly, and just said, "You're the best. Really. You've made this year amazing. And I wanted to say...thanks. Especially for the birthday cupcakes and candles."I just smiled, and said, "You're welcome. It's all good. I'm glad I made your day special. I'm glad I could do something good for someone."She smiled back at me, and said, "Well, I'd like to repay the favor. Can I do something good for you? To make you feel special?"I stood there, hoping. "Has the computer found him yet?" Brenda asked."Nope, no beep came out if it, or him!" Linda answered.Brenda looked at the tablet PC and saw that it was still trying to find me in their database."Maybe we could take his statement down," Brenda asked Linda.It was obvious to me that Brenda wasn't too sure of herself and needed Linda to confirm everything she wanted to do."Fine with me," Linda said and moved herself a bit closer to the table, so she could again place her arms on it."So, where did. I felt ashamed when I first started fantasizing about my sister while jerking off, but I can't help it. I've had girlfriends in the past, but as soon as Tricia turned 18, other girls were not an option. Tricia had brown hair down to her shoulders. She had medium sized breasts...perfect to suck on and squeeze, or at least I imagine they would be. She had the perfect body in my mind.My day continued normally. I went to work at the hardware store, using my lunch break to beat off once more. On. She tried to cuddle with me, but I was having no part of her. She assumed it was the smell of her vomit, and asked me to help her get in the shower. I hit the control for all eight of the shower heads and pushed her in. Since we had instant on hot water, there was no temperature problem. But she got drenched and she hated getting drenched. It not only soaked all her clothes, but her carefully coiffed hairdo. She was planning on that hair style for tomorrow nights dance at the country club. I.