‘Can we call someone? Who should I call for you?’ ‘There’s no one to call.’ ‘I can’t call your family? A friend?’ ‘My family is gone...and I don’t have friends.’ And she again began to cry. ‘God I look frightful.’ Her eyes were red, her nose was red, her hair looked like stringy spaghetti pasted to her head, she still had the gasoline soaked life vest on, the dirty off white sundress, flat white flip flops. John had to agree with her, she looked frightful and mournful. He had never seen anyone so. Much to my surprise, her room was open unlike most of the time. I peeked at her bathroom and saw her standing under the shower.(Just a little info for you guys: Each bedroom had a separate bathroom/toilet and one common bathroom in the house for the guests.)“Come on in”, my sister said while winking at me.I joined Siya in the shower and started kissing her. Both of us were touching our genitals in no time. I told her to sit on the floor, she did so and I started eating her pussy again. She came. That is what I said, but I suspected she was probably out screwing one of the neighbors. She certainly had found someplace or someone to hang out with.I left the house at ten-thirty and went to work. This was going to be a boring evening as the plant was shut down for the holiday, so I was alone. I turned the live feed to my house on a little after eleven. Mary was home. I could see that she looked beat and dejected. However, it was more a look of mental tiredness than if she had had a marathon. Me- dekh abhi mein khane ka order kar deta huunn tu monica ko leke hall mein aa jaa aur tab tak pehle thodi daru manga leta huunn aur aaj ka tumhe plan batata huunn.Aur phir hum dono apne apne room mein chale gaye and mene phir room service mein call kia and 4 bottle beer ki order ki and khana manga liya and phir mene rutuja ko uthaya usse lip kiss karke pyaar se usne bhi aache se reply diya and usse kha fresh ho jao aur hall mein aa jao khana mangaya hai mene aur wo uthi apni panty utari and.