I just brushed all this off as friendly chat.One day after school I was sent to her house to do some work. It was nothing unusual. I did a bit of yard...work, and was organizing things in the garage when she came out and asked me if I would hang a shower curtain for her. That was just a matter of usual case for me. She often asked me to do simple things around the house. When we got to the bathroom I could see why she asked for my help, the curtain was supposed to be set too high for her to. For what? Save your own skin? Get you an in with the blue-blooded bastards that like profilin’ us? Fuck you.”“That’s not it at all.”Jasmyn pounds on the steering wheel in a fit of rage.Pulls on a handful of braids.Stops.Stares straight ahead,Empty as blank canvas.Then,Calmly opens door,And steps into drizzling rain.Slams door.To pace, and paceAnd pace.Up.Down.Cycling through those bullshit breathing exercises,Till she’s soaked through to bone.Door opens.Mine.She’s like one of those Greek. She stumbled back, fell on her ass, then hastily got to her feet, whipping her head around to see if anyone had been watching. I chuckled to myself. Her face slowly turned, and from across half a mile of distance, those orange eyes fell on me. I wasn’t chuckling anymore. There was a flash of black, and she was gone. I readjusted my focus on the spyglass, and my entire field of vision was filled with a blazing orange iris. “Field Marshal Peter Shordian,” the Dark Queen said, “it is rude to spy. .. for a little bit longer..." Cool..."My brother and I laid there for a few seconds, just holding each other. Eventually I became aware of movement between my legs as he started sliding his penis back and forth inside my vagina once again. It felt really nice."Oh, Julia, this is so nice..." Jesse whispered as he started fucking me a little faster."Yeah..." I reached down and rested my hands just above my brother's butt as his speed began increasing. The faster he moved within me, the better it.