I'm Alice." She stuttered, shaking his hand. "So...how old are you?" He asked bluntly. Alice realized at once that this was a bit strange, but she an...wered him anyway. There was a strange aura about Robert that made it difficult to think clearly, and she was already becoming attracted to him. "I'm 22. How old are you?" Alice said, looking down at her hands. "I'm 25. Not too old, am I?" He said. Suddenly, he placed a finger under her chin to lift it up. Alice's eyes met his, and at once she was. She reached for his hair, twisting her fingers with almost desperate strength as she arched into him. He delved deeper with his tongue, loving her with long, lazy strokes. Then he moved one hand from her hip and slid his fingers deep into her warmth.It was more than she could withstand. She bowed beneath him, tightening to the point of near pain and then she reached her peak in a quick, tumultuous burst.He tenderly kissed the quivering bundle of nerves, eliciting another shudder from her before. "You're my sister." He closed the door to the bedroom and she laid down on the sofa bed. It was not very comfortable, but she had slept on worse beds in refugee camps.She woke to the sound of her brother sobbing and talking in his sleep. She looked at her watch. It was 2:00 a.m. She rushed to the door of the bedroom. "Do you need help?" she asked. A night light in the bedroom illuminated him. He was turning and twisting in bed and even from the door, she could see the sweat running down his. ?" From Mark.And then Tess started. "Why are they in bed in the middle of the day? Grown-ups don't take naps. And she was nekkid, I think. Him too. Are they married? Or is it like the TV? Where everybody is doing it all the time and getting in and out of bed? What is 'IT' anyhow? That's 'fusing. Is it just sex? Ralphie said he saw his mommy and daddy doing sex and they were nekkid in the middle of the day. 'Cause if it is sex why don't they just say doing sex instead of doing it? That's 'fusing.