We really lived in different worlds. My dad worked for an engineering company and Mom worked at the newspaper. Denise's dad was the president of the U...ited Auto Workers local at the factory and had been a laborer all his life. His only luxury was that black Cadillac and I was surprised to find it was nearly as old as Denise. Her mom had run off when Denise was little and had never been heard from again. It was sad, but also obvious that she idolized her father. Her neighborhood was rough and. Robin followedbehind him into his cubicle. She pulled on his arm. "Come on. I'llwalk down with you. Will that help?"She really wasn't giving him much of a choice. And he did need somethingto keep him going for the rest of the day. Reluctantly, he let her pullhim to his feet. He would have stopped at the opening to his cubicle tolook around, but she dragged him right out into the hallway and just keptgoing, keeping a hold on his arm all the way. Chad wasn't sure if shewas helping him, or. As I carried her in this position, it quickly became apparent to me, that our crotches were directly lined up. As I slowly descended the steps, I could feel the warmth from between her legs on my cock. Pretty much involuntarily, I felt my cock stiffen, and hoped like hell she didn't notice or feel it. When I reached the bottom of the steps, I just carried her all the way into her room, and set her on the bed. As I set her down, I noticed her peak at my crotch, clearly seeing the bulge. She. " And this is important to me how?" Conner is coming over here." Oh, I see. So I need to disappear." On the contrary, dear, sweet, kind sibling of mine." Leaning forward,Emma took a moment to bat her lashes a few times. "It seems a neighborand friend of his is also bereft of cable."Not needing her to spell things out, I reeled back in horror. "Emma,don't even go there."Playing coy, a skill she'd perfected as a teenager, my sister tilted herhead as she looked down to study her nails. "Go where?".