It really started as just comparing how we were changing as we went through puberty. Eventually we were comparing how our new bodies reacted to touch-...ur own and each others. It just grew from there." His cock was definitely reacting while I told him of my escapades, and I felt every reaction."I can't believe you," I blurted. "You're turned on by that aren't you?" He was silent. "Aren't you?" I repeated. Then he just nodded (as before). "Tell me what your little perverted mind is thinking. I hadn't reallygotten a good look at it when he had shucked off his pants, so I wassurprised when my hand encountered this massive, rock hard, monster of acock. It was huge in every dimension. I was shocked. It was so completelydifferent from my pathetic "Little Princess". It surprised me how big andhard it was, but at the same time, its skin was so soft and silky to thetouch. Instinctively, I wrapped my petite manicured hand around hismassive tool and slowly and gently began to stroke it.. " She's the only big sister you've got, dummy," said an approachingboy no more than a couple of years older than Laurie."Why are you always being so mean to me, Jimmy?" frowned Laurie. "I'mgonna tell mommy and daddy you were calling me names again." It's not my fault you're so dumb," retorted Jimmy."Why do you keep insulting your little sister?" She's too sensitive. How can I possibly insult her just by tellingthe truth?" asked Jimmy. "After all, you are the only big sister wehave. Darla's. . then me shepherding my pupils away... That would be enough to bring in the police and their scene-of-crimes team: expertly grilling the girls, forensically examining my phone, searching my house, analysing the quilt covers for DNA, the sofa, and the coats which could have bits of semen on them... There was far too much to try and erase. The process was going to lead ineluctably, step by step, to my total downfall.My life was finished.I couldn’t think of anything I could do to avoid being.