I and my sister were completely naked under the covers and thank god, mom didn’t storm inside. My sister Kavi was still sleeping (yeah, she is such ... lazy one but she is beautiful and yummy). I stroked her hair and kissed her forehead. She smiled and said, “Good Morning, boyfriend”. I said, “Don’t be too cliché, Kavi. You are pretending to be sleepy. That’s so not cool”.“I just wanna see what you are gonna do after a long night. You are sweet,” she said. I was not joking but I was already hard. Even dad, who probably isn't even entirely sure what happens in a kitchen, was impressed.For the final stop on our tour I took them through the kitchen and out to the tropical paradise in our backyard. Helen came out with lunch while we were looking around and served us on the patio. Helen joined us for lunch but she behaved herself.You never know about her and that strange sense of humor that I love so much.After lunch I took them out to the plant in my fancy Mercedes. Dad thought that my one. Sie schaute aus dem Fenster. Die Häuser von Bovenden, einer der Vorstädte Göttingens, flogen vorbei. Straßen, Häuser, Autos, die hinter Schranken im winterlichen Dämmerlicht warteten, Scheinwerferlicht in die Dunkelheit hinaus warfen. Wie oft war sie schon nach Göttingen gefahren, wie oft hatte sie Weihnachten hier verbracht, sich mit Freunden getroffen, ihre Eltern besucht? Nur dieses Mal war alles anders. Ihr Herz klopfte. Ihr Leben hatte sich von Grund auf geändert. Sie schrieb noch gerne.. ' came her softly spoken reply.He stopped dead and turned to look at her. For a few seconds he just stared straight into her eyes before she pulled him into a shop doorway then pulled his head down to hers. She kissed him, a long warm gentle kiss that neither seemed in a hurry to end and which held so much promise. 

'Wow!' breathed Len softly as they eventually parted, 'what did I do to deserve that?'

She smiled and snuggled up against him with her head against his shoulder. They set off.