Every night I sit in my bed and masturbate to the image of her naked body pressing against mine. I decided that I was going to make a move and I didn'... care what happened, but my problem was my parents were always home. So Christmas was soon approaching and I decided I was going to get them a weekend trip up to New Hampshire because they loved it up there. The next week rolled around and they were off earlyFriday morning and I had the entire weekend with my beautiful sister. I asked her that. I swiped angrily at the offending strands and let out a small curse. It had been a hard enough afternoon and I wasn't in the mode to deal with such trivial things as hair in my face. I focused on putting one foot in front of the other to get as far away from the place of my destruction as possible. You see, I was walking away from a relationship I had wasted the last 10 years of my life in. I had been unhappy and I had felt unloved and unwanted for at least the last half decade. I'm not sure. Elanor looked at him. "Wow, I guess you're feeling a little confusedright now..."Tim nodded silently, sniffling back the tears."Oh you poor thing, you need a hug", she said. "Come here Lucy, it'll beOK, I promise."Tim gasped - Mrs McArdle had called him Lucy, the name that his parentswould have given him if he'd been born a girl. How did she remember thatconversation? He had idly mentioned it during an English class last yearsometime, and he honestly didn't expect her to remember. He broke. You let me know if I am too easy on you".I started a slow rhythm of heavy slaps alternating between the two sides and working from the upper thighs up to just below the waist. As she started to warm up a little and squirm on my lap, I increased the pace and strength of my blows and put my other arm across the small of her back to hold her in place. Soon she was kicking her legs and breathing really hard. I had to really hold on to her to keep her from sliding off my lap but I continued to.