I should have stopped right there and asked her what was wrong, but I was so horny I frankly didn't want to stop. Instead of talking to her, I tried h...rder to get Stephanie in the mood, teasing her trigger points with my tongue and fingers. But that just made things worse. After only a few minutes, Stephanie calmly instructed me that she wanted to go home, and so we did.I did my best to dismiss my rising panic during our quiet walk home: Stephanie isn't having second thoughts. Things are going. Valerie, my older sister, was in Germany, training to be a helicopter pilot. Margaret, my younger sister, had completed her third year at the Air Force Academy in Colorado. Ryan, my youngest brother, was working the farm with Dad. Since Travis had made the Police his chosen career, the farm would go to Ryan when Dad died.I helped set the table and renewed my efforts at getting to know my nephew by tickling him. This proved to be immensely pleasurable; Connie and I had him on the floor squealing. What will happen if you have a nightmare? Or if I do? I’m scared, J. I don’t want to go.”I didn’t want her to go, either. She’d start her service on Monday and I wouldn’t see my beloved sister for weeks. It tied my stomach in knots. And it wasn’t just missing her naked body waking up next to mine. Em was beautiful and sleek and we had no barriers between us—except intercourse. We’d become comfortable together and I would ache when she was gone.And the nightmares. Who would wake me up?I took her. Not that it was a surprise or anything."So, what *are* we going to do with you now?" I asked rhetorically. It wasn't like I really needed any suggestions or anything! But Jenny seemed to be completely preoccupied with that soft silky feeling on her nipples and there was no answer. I stopped, hoping to somehow get her attention. Guess if she liked *that*!Maybe she would like a little game, I thought. After all, games *are* fun.I spoke to Jenny with my high pitched baby-talk voice. "How about a.