"Chris? Oh, no, no! It can't be! Not you - you shouldn't be here, Chris!" I'm sorry," I said, "do I know you?"We were standing in a busy street in a t...wn I was visiting for the firsttime, and I had never seen this girl before, so far as I knew. Althoughthere was something vaguely familiar about her boyish figure that Icouldn't quite place."It's me, Chris, Keith! Keith Bradley! At least I was - I'm Miranda now.God, Chris, I never stopped thinking about you!"Keith?! I couldn't process this. Keith. I wanted to see more and when i thought i had a good view, try to film it on my phone to watch back later. As i got my phone out i lent forward to put my phone in the gap to try to film but the floor creeked and the door opened considerably, i was busted.Charlie noticed me standing there and slammed the laptop down, jumped off the bed shouting at me "what do you think you are doing" i panicked and i didnt have an answer but made it out like i needed a blanket, Charlie wasnt having it. Standing. Same evil, black eyes. Same pretty face. (Despite her delight in beating me, I could never deny that she was a very pretty girl.) She looked older somehow ... more mature. Her body was more curvey. Her boobs were definitely more swollen. Despite my fear and loathing of her, I felt a tingling behind my zipper."Hi there Tori, looks like you've grown some" I said dryly. "Yeah, five foot six now shorty" she said with her trademark raspy voice. "I wasn't talking about your height" I paused staring. I've always found the sound of you and dad having sex erotic."After about ten seconds of sitting there, she looked my in the eye and and smiled cutely. I gave her a slight grin back and before I knew it, she had leaned in and started kissing my softly on the lips. I quickly did the same, and after a couple seconds of this, I felt her sweet sensual tongue glazing over my lips and into my mouth. I gave her a taste of my tongue, and we were enjoying the moment. At this point, we both knew each.