Who was I kidding? I couldn’t even stay away for one night. I mean, I could have slept over at Sheila’s and had fantastic sex with her all night, ...et here I was eager to see my baby sister instead.“Jake! You’re home!” Heather exclaimed happily as she opened the door for me just as I was about to put my key into the lock.“Heya, Peanut!” I greeted her.Wow, it seems like she really was going to do her best to change. She had never shown much excitement over being home alone with me before, and now. Then sitting at the end of the dining room table, they get out the cards again, but this time they decide to play strip rummy. The idea of doing so seems so silly but great fun.Cards are dealt, the hands played. When the score for the hand is tallied, they have decided, the one with the lowest points for that round must take one piece of clothing off. They agree to play to 500 points. When a winner passes the mark, all the others, no matter how much they still have on, must totally strip. Sometimes blushing when I didn’t understand the words that he used to describe what happens at the club in adult sex stories. That’s when I started to cry telling him that I had never done anything more than straight sex with my one boyfriend. And didn’t know if I ever even had an orgasm.His voice was calming as he assured me that I would be appreciated at the club didn’t have to do anything I didn’t want. Before I knew it, he was caressing and kissing me. My tears stopped as he started to. “Are we ready to proceed to the next step of character creation?”The puppy angel interrupted my thoughts.Clearly I found myself in a dangerous situation. Make the wrong choices, and I was doomed.Like a good student, I help up my hand.“Yes? You have a question?”“How much control over the rest of character creation will I have?”“Well, first off, we’ll use as many of these fun little charts as possible! Everything else that is a choice, I’ll let you choose.”Hmm, good so far. Using randomness for.