"Nothing. I was just asking you a question." Johnny replied in a regretful manner"Why do you let her do such things to you? I saw her look at you as i... you wanted to tear her apart" I asked him"Funny of you to assume I don't want to do this" He replied"Your relationship, as brother and sister.. It's so weird" I told himHe laughed back, and we continued our lunch talking about a completely different subject.For a while, it seemed as if there won't be anymore weird games, until that one damned. I opened my eyes as I felt her gentle, delicate fingers linger along the globes of my ass. To my amazement, she was already looking at me the way I’d just imagined, and as she brought her lips up to mine, she whispered against them, “I can’t believe this. I feel like we were meant to meet.” “I believe we were,” I offered, and ran my tongue along her full lower lip. I pondered, momentarily, whether or not her other lips would feel as soft, warm, and damp, and my thoughts floated long to. "Mine was with Billy Stewart in the backseat of his dad's car. I was so fucking hot and ready for the big O, and then he grunts a couple of times and collapses on my chest. I thought what the fuck!" she laughs bitterly. "Please don't let that happen to Jeremy after all he's been through," she says and I don't tell her my first time was completely different than hers. "I don't know Jenny," I say. "We're talking borderline incest here. I'm just helping him overcome his stuttering," I insist but. I clung tight to him, giggling slightly, from the mixture of fresh energy and excitedness. He carried me through into our bedroom and dropped me down ontothe fluffy, purple bed, crawling ontop of me and kissing my lips so gently. He let out a quiet growl (god, how my heart flips at that wonderful sound...), and pinned my shoulders down gentlty to the bed. I smiled up at him, my cheeks going redder by the minute. "Hehe...Eager, are we, darling?", i said with a feminine giggle."Hard not to be,.