Gina was looking at me pleadingly. And my sister Jenny...Jenny was looking a little apprehensive.She also looked horny.I looked back at my sister for ... minute. Two minutes. Three minutes. Arguments raged inside my head. I'd always thought she was beautiful. She's my sister. She's gorgeous. She's my sister. If she wasn't my sister...Then I remembered that one time, about two months before. I'd seen her in the shower while brushing my teeth. I couldn't stop looking at her. I started to get hard. I used to watch her to see what it was she did to inspire men like daddy, and found myself sort of practising on daddy. I knew from the movie where all the bits went, and slowly daddy realized what it was I was doing to please him, so he secretly called me 'Amber', my signal to play with him behind mother's back, titillate and tease only mind you, but at least I knew more than my friends did.Acting was in my blood so I went to acting collage and began to be noticed, not because I had the skills. On day 5, my girlfriend, Maria, came traipsing in wearing yoga pants and a tube top. Her nipples showed through and her flat stomach was rocking and her ass is the stuff of fantasies. Dave's mouth fell open as she ran up to me and jumped up, wrapping her legs and arms around me. I caught her and she squealed with delight and kissed me. After her feet were back on the ground I introduced Dave and she shook his hand and off she went to do her own thing. "That's the kind of girl I want!" Dave. After a moment Heather dropped into the other chair with a confused look on her face. Moments later there was a knock on the door and Mary came in with a silver coffee service, she placed the tray on a small table between them and quietly withdrew.“How do you take your coffee love?” Marek asked her.“The same as you, just black with a little sugar.”“Um, so where did all this come from Marek, you didn’t just think this place up on the spot.”Marek chuckled and handed Heather a cup of coffee.“No,.