) "We'd seen Bob mature, of course; but our picture of you hadn't changed. Brought to consciousness, that couldn't be right." Bob had recovered by tha... time. I handed The Kitten back to him."Russ, however, was both grateful that you had saved his bacon with his friend, and impressed that you had taken the long view. We had come to expect the long view of Bob."(I don't recall Bob asking directly if he should go away for the summer. It was whether I thought that we might have a future. I believe. "Okay, little brother. Gaze upon wickedness."He was speechless. His sweet little sister didn't look sweet anymore. "Holy shit," he managed to whisper, somewhat hoarsely. She was wrapped, more or less, in a sequined red minidress with a plunging neckline. Her legs were clad in fishnet hose, her feet sporting perilous black stiletto heels. Her long brown hair framed a face he'd never seen before - mascaraed lashes, shadowed lids, lips to match her dress."You like?" she asked a little. I stared at the picture again. Trying to imagine what I would look like in that shiny mask. Probably I would not be recognized at all. I would no longer be a woman you would desire. I would be an object that is only there to serve your lust. The thought triggered something in me. I could not yet clearly define what it was. It took a few days before I could bring myself to really buy the mask. I still felt uncomfortable spending so much money at once. I was afraid that I would not like the mask.. "I want you to fuck my ass," she repeated, pushing Bunfelt away. His hard, engorged cock slipped from inside her. She turned and leaned across the couch. She leant forwards, opening her long legs. She took a hand, gathered moisture from her pubic area. She picked her fingers. Tasting. She added that wetness to her palm and rubbed at her anus. Moaning slightly, she slipped a finger inside her ass and massaged her clit with the other hand. "I want you to cum in my ass," she said, beautiful face.