"Excuse me, Mr. Shelby? My name is Edward Matthews." On a whim I stuck out my hand. "If you have a few minutes to spare, sir, I would like to talk to ...ou about your class." (I'd gone through the whole JEM problem again in junior high and had since switched to J. Edward Matthews on any official paperwork I had to fill out. I discovered, as you will, that it didn't work. But hey, a guy's gotta try.)He seemed shocked at first but smiled and shook my hand. "Mr. Matthews is it? Freshman?" Yes Sir, I. A few days?! Well, I guess she was a virgin and I probably did put a bit of a hurting on her the night before. I should let her recover. Okay okay, I mumbled, getting up heading for the door. She gave me a kiss on the cheek on my way out. Not quite the wild fun Id had in mind, but it was something. Besides, I could wait a few days, it wouldnt kill me. For the next couple of days I was a bit agitated, to say the least. I wanted to get laid but I didnt want to call any of my usual girls. It was. I couldn't believe my eyes. After she caught me jacking off to her she shows up in my room in a skirt and no panties. Did this mean anything. No it couldn't. There is no way my sister would be like that. No way in hell. But i couldn't help but wonder. Eventually she stopped doing her cheers and asked me for my opinion. I obviously said they were great, although i missed most of em trying desperately to see more of her beautiful pussy. "Thanks, now whats your opinion of my new haircut?". He had to let her in. She was the one in control, she always had been.The porch lights went out, followed by the remaining lights in the house, except for the ones in their bedroom. She rushed around to the windows, careless of the fact she was still nude. Standing on her tiptoes she could barely see in the room through the chink in the curtains. Harold passed through her limited field of vision. He was carrying hangers loaded with her clothes. Coming back with empty hands, he repeated the.