” “I know what you meant” I said “it’s ok, and for what it’s worth, I would ‘go’ with you too” I giggled as if to make light of our...conversation. He smiled looking genuinely relieved and began to rise, ready to leave the room. “I just wanted to clear things up that’s all” he took a step back from me, but he didn’t turn away. There and then I saw it in his eyes, through the starlight I saw that my brother, my younger brother, had lust in his eyes, not just lust, there was a yearning a craving. My pelvic muscles tensed, my back arched, my clit throbbed, my knees shook, and then I felt the release and relaxed as I squirted, soaking his shirt and pants.He looked at me with shock in his eyes. He had never experienced a squirter before. He smiled like he had just received a gift he had always wanted. My eyes rolled and my breathing became rapid as he continued to rub my g-spot. I squirted more, my liquids flying across the room, soaking the love seat and his clothing. He laughed and. ’ He pointed out the poses that he would like of us to do. ‘How could you take the picture and be in it at the same time?’ I asked, a really stupid question to ask when I got the answer. ‘The camera has a timer on it. I just set up the pose and join in before it triggers the mechanism to take the picture,’ and felt rather foolish at not having worked this out for myself. ‘Now come and kiss the picture,’ he said as he closed the album. ‘What picture?’ another foolish question as I suddenly. Rachel nodded.'I can dance, I've taken lessons,' she said. 'But I haven't tried... the other thing yet.''I see,' said Mr. Southerner. 'Show us a little.'Mike pressed a button on a remote, and music began to blare from the speakers. Rachel took a deep breath. Luckily she wasn't worried about the dancing. Even on this stage, she felt almost comfortable now, performing her routine. It had taken a while to get used to this new way of moving, to her limp, useless legs and to her chair, but Rachel.