She pulled up a shirt and quickly slipped it on.“Who is that?” Ms. Morgan quietly asked.I blinked and looked down at her. “Um ... my sister, Fai...h.” I looked at Faith again to find her walking our way. “She’s staying with me until she finds her own place.”She wasn’t wearing the same oversized t-shirt as last night. No, this shirt was much tighter and it was apparently put together with someone of her chest size in mind because it not only hugged her breasts in delightful ways, but it was tight. Some would even say I look a little effeminate. Boys use to joke that I looked more like girl rather than a boy. I had acne problems during that time and I tended to sport a very dark macabre look during those days. I think every piece of clothing I owned was black. Heidi and I received many acceptances from various prestigious universities. I held off making my decision until I knew where Heidi was going to go. She decided to stay on the east coast near wear we lived and attend NYU. Knowing. So when my new friend asked me to suck his cock, I readily agreed to do it. I knew what sex was, but had always thought of it in the context of boys and girls. I learned quickly that boy and boy sex was more prevalent than I could have ever imagined. Later I would also learn about girl and girl sex. But that is another story. I had no concept of a male cock beyond my own, and was shocked when I first saw my friends cock and how much bigger he was than me. He was bigger soft than I was hard.. Anyway, she looked cute, young, skinny, with long brown hair. For what I saw of her through the peephole in that brief instant, I thought she was stunning. I heard absolutely no sound as she stepped into the laundry room. I cracked my door open to watch but she didn't come back out right away. I heard a few muffled sounds during a 2 minute period, and then the laundry room door silently opened. I played it perfect, acting as if I just opened my door to go get my laundry and there she was. She.