Her body was alive and on edge. She kept thinking about the parking lot. She couldn’t help it. Dragging herself to the bathroom, she hoped s...e’d feel better after a shower and fortunately she did. She even managed to tidy up her little Mohawk, finding to her relief that she could keep her thoughts in check if she had something else to think about. Like getting ready for work. A cup of coffee and I’ll be fine. Ten minutes later her roommates joined her in the kitchen. Chelsea. Patty is an interesting woman. She's three years older than Melanie, and like her sister has a very keen mind. I never asked her about all the shoplifting in her earlier years, but she has been out of jail for almost four years now and all of that seems behind her.It's interesting to me to look at Patty. She's like a different version of Melanie. At 5'8" Patty is an inch shorter, but still statuesque. She has slightly bigger bones and is a bit more muscular, but she doesn't have quite the. 8 Years Earlier The divorce was quick, my father had connections, boy did he have connections. I remember my sister coming home one time, she must have been all of 14 and three minutes younger than me. As usual I had started dinner, waiting for my father to bring home fresh salads for the pasta. My father used to say his father had taught him two things, hard work and family first. Now you have to remember that I was a strapping lad, fed like a bull and working alongside my father's ex. I stripped. But she kept her sundress on. We kissed. She liked to French kiss. She forcefully sucked on my tongue. I finally got her breast exposed. They were beautiful and firm. I removed her panties. She objected but I promised her that I would not fuck her.I had other intentions. After we kissed some more, I brushed my fingers across her pussy. She moved my hand away. I asked her if I could look at her pussy. She consented. As I got close, she became suspicious, saying “What are you trying.