My eyes flew open to see my half-sister, Britney standing there looking at me naked with my big cock sticking straight out!"Holy Shit! That thing is m...ssive!" She saidI looked at her and did not know what to say but my cock was begging for attention."You would tear a girl apart with a monster like that!" She said and looked terrifiedI continued to stroke my cock and I could see her scared look start to be replaced with a look of curiosity."Actually most girls love it. They say that it gets to. “Can you brush my hair for me please?” she asked poking out her bottom lip. She looked so cute.“Yes, I can brush your hair” I replied apathetically. She smiled and scurried to my bed like an excited little girl. She sat down right in front of me and I began to brush her hair in long, smooth, slow strokes.“What would your friends think of you if they saw you doing this?” she asked laughing at her own joke.“I don’t know really, probably pretty jealous that I’m brushing such as beautiful woman’s. ‘Believe it or not, not everyone that works with the handicapped, disabled, disadvantaged, impaired, challenged, handicap able, whatever the fuck you people want to be called today, is actually looking for the best interest of their clients.’ ‘Humph! she said and bent down to her task. ‘You plan on eating?’ Andrew smiled as Gary tossed another file onto the ‘Close Immediately’ stack and nodded his head yes. ‘Yeah, since y’all already paid for it,’ Gary smiled and got to his feet. Sharon closed. As I sat in the car, I realised I’d have to find a Vodafone shop and tell them what happened. Or maybe I’d tell them the phone was stolen.Then I was back on the road, only much slower this time. Much slower. I didn’t know this road. I didn’t know where it would take me. I just knew it was away. Away from my so-called friends. Away from the so-called life that I’d carved for myself.I turned off the stereo—it was too tempting to let the energy of the music carry me away and start driving as I had.